Naturally, this being a very important day for my brother, I asked him if he'd like to honor me with a word.
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He wrote `Believe' on my upper arm. First of all, this photo is hysterical. I feel like Jim Dean or something, with my sleeve rolled up. Then, I start getting this feeling of biker chic - like I have a tat on my upper arm or something.
Believe me. It's been fun.
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