Every four years, nations big and small, rich and poor, terrorist-y and non-terrorist-y set aside their real-world differences to instead battle for glory on the pitch. Even the US, despite never having won one, still vies for the coveted cup, and needs our support to help make it happen.
We took some time off recently in order to find ourselves. But instead of ourselves, what we ended up finding was a newfound love of Waldo, who, interestingly enough, also needed to be found. Today, we offer up one of our many, many solutions.
The bond between brothers is a sacred one, developing a closeness that many other people will never know in their lives. Sometimes... it's a little bit too close.