| My step dad's pretty tight. My dad died while my mom was still pregnant, so I never got a chance to meet him. Apparently he was pretty cool. I was father-less until about eleven. After that, my mom married this guy with two kids. Due to the fact that I met them after the half-way point in my childhood, my step-brothers are more friends than anything. I just sit in my room and don't talk to them unless it's dinner, so we get along great. He even looks a little like me, so you can't tell we're step-brothers.
As for the step-dad, he's pretty tight. He takes me shooting every now and then and he tried to help me get into politics. Also helps out a lot with homework and stuff. He's pretty real. He only raises his voice to me when I'm being an asshole. He also backs me up a lot, because my mom, although cool, can act very weird sometimes and yell for no reason. That, or she'll say something like, "Wrap the presents. People like to unwrap presants more." and I'm like, "No, it's Alex. I know Alex more than you. He just wants his birthday present, he doesn't care if it's wrapped." and my mom will argue with me until my dad will finally say, "They're guys, guys don't care about wrapping."
__________________  Fucking with Cabadath is like riding a pony, which probably doesn't sound dangerous, except that in this case the pony is 300 feet tall and covered in chainsaws, and to get on the pony you have to take an elevator with sixteen live cougars. | 
