[Pellanor]

You guys are like that little brother that always gets overlooked.
Sure, you just got accepted to a pretty good university, but we just got accepted to Harvard, full ride.
Oh what's that? You just started dating your highschool crush? Mother####er, we just got engaged to Wanda Gretzman, AKA Ms. Universe.
Okay, you worked hard and are about to graduate with honours! Oh yeah, we just finished up degree number five.
Finally, the fam falls on hard times, we lose our job, the wife leaves us, we move back in with the parents, but you're too proud. Ma and Pa are behind on their mortgage, we're about to lose the family house! Hold up, your fourth quarter sales figures have earned you a raise! A fat raise too! You're going to be okay, and you can cover mom and dad's mortgage payment! We don't have to give up the home! Finally! You get to be the hero!
"That's great news dear, but did you hear about your brother?" That dreaded phrase that has dominated conversation since your birth. "He just won the Lotto Max!"
Time to start that business we were always talking about. Wait our phone's blowing up, maybe we'll just take some cushy upper management job. Mom and Dad? Get ready to retire to the beach house courtesy of your favourite son. Sorry little bro, looks like it's time for you to go back to where you belong: our shadow.
Oh by the way, you were adopted from some couple in Georgia.

I feel like this is one of the big reasons I hate the oilers so much.