Brothers and Sisters

Brothers and Sisters, unite! Unless you still owe one another money—then maybe watch this video for reconciliation tips

Brothers and Sisters is like a family reunion where nobody fights over the will — just pure, unfiltered sibling adoration cranked to eleven. These brothers and sisters are so tight, they probably shared a womb like a studio apartment and still never argued over rent.

So, the filmmaker—who’s either a genius or a glutton for punishment—jets off to who-knows-where to find siblings. Brothers and sisters, who are so close, they make Hallmark cards look emotionally constipated. They don’t just love each other. They personify love in the most spectacular lustfully lascivious way.

First siblings: These two are basically attached at the hip. They finish each other’s thoughts and when they fuck each other, it’s like they’re describing some kind of mythical guardian angel who also knows how to do their taxes.

Second siblings: These guys are wildly affectionate. Like, not in a creepy way, but in a “We survived some real garbage together, and now we’re gonna hold hands in public just because we can” way. They demonstrate their bond like it’s this unbreakable force field against life’s nonsense, and honestly? I’m jealous. My siblings and I once fought so passionately over a Pop-Tart, we didn’t speak for a week. If only we had brought that passion to the bedroom.

Third siblings: They’re not just siblings—they’re partners in crime. And when they fuck each other, it’s with this mix of admiration and “if anyone looks at you the wrong way, I’ll knock off his block”. Intense energy that makes me wanna call my brother and be like, “Hey… remember that time we didn’t kill each other? Good times.”

Fourth siblings: They’re so hungry for incest, they could start an Egyptian dynasty. One starts getting naked, the other descends to the genitals. Instead of worrying about social norms, they just lick and suck like social attitudes are a pathetic joke. Brothers and sisters who fuck each other? It’s disgustingly hot and yet sweet. Like, “I hope my kids love each other half this much or I’ve failed as a parent” sweet.

This video is a challenge. A big, loud, “HEY, YOU—YEAH, YOU WITH THE FAMILY YOU HARDLY TALK TO—WHY NOT TRY THIS?” kind of challenge. So go ahead. Call your brother. Text your sister. Send your sibling a meme so stupid it makes them groan. Because if these brothers and sisters can shout their love from the rooftops, why can’t we?

Now if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go emotionally reconnect with my family… or at least apologize for that Pop-Tart incident.

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