Found my brother's calling in life.

My brother should run some sort of work camp for wayward children! He kicked my ass this afternoon. You can't lie to him, he's seen it all and done most of it already. And he has no mercy when you say your getting tired and the chain is starting to get real heavy. He has this way of rolling his eyes at you that basically says "Suck it up sister" and then tells you to move faster. And once I get the chain wrapped around the bush, I better not dilly dally in getting out of the way or he would have dragged me across the yard with the unwanted shrubbery. And I know he would never hit me with the tractor, but he likes to get very close and watch me scramble and yell, "That's far enough" in sheer panic. I would look up and see him laughing with that shitty grin of his. It was an interesting and productive afternoon. Maybe next time he will let me try driving the tractor. I doubt it, but I can at least start begging now.