Wanna taste of the ladies?

Cleaning up my apartment, and I came across what should be really be a prior crime shot. A picture of how I saw my brother for the 1st 13 years of my life.

Fist raised, coming towards me for some "excersise", or "rough housing" as my step-mother put it.

Note the rings, and the nice snap buttons on his blue shirt. I had one in brown...