I really love my brother Bob, and that’s why I wanted him in my wedding. The only problem is the big belly he carries ever where he goes. I don’t exactly know where it came from. He has always been a big guy. Maybe a little too much drinking, fast food, and doughnuts have come back to haunt him. Anyway, the wedding pictures are not going to be great with his big paunch in the middle. I told Bob, “I love you Bro, but you need to figure out how to lose your gut before the wedding.” I think I shocked him, but I also think he loves me enough to try.