Neil Young and my Brother

When I was a teenager my brother would bug me because I listened to Neil Young over and over and over again. He hated him. I loved him. So my brother wrote up an agreement that read something like "In ten years hence Neil Young will be forgotten". We signed in agreement (him) and in disagreement me. Years went by and this agreement lived in a harmonica case that I dragged everywhere I moved.

My brother just came to visit and when he asked to borrow a t-shirt, this is what I found to give him



I won.