The one about Huddle House

I went to eat with my OTHER brother
And HIS Wife
At huddle house
Which is not the same
As Waffle House

We drank coffee
He ordered fried pickles
That only he
Ate
And when he got his order
He looked at it
And said
“Hey, I asked for a single and got a double that’s cool,probably paid for it too…”

This is the difference
That marriage makes
This is the difference in my brothers
To see my other experience
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