A couple of years ago, my brother and his wife moved to a ranch in Montana, and while I miss them both every single day, my personal loss is blunted by how happy they are up there. Jeremy and I keep in touch with e-mail and phone calls and stuff, which I thought would make me miss him less, but actually makes me miss him more.
Anyway, this is probably the funniest exchange I’ve ever had with my brother:
Him: I just bought 10 baby chicks today, we’re going to be building a hen house and everything!
Me: That's awesome. I'm totally buying you overalls.
Him: I already have them, and they’re insulated so I can stay warm during winter, all 16 days worth.
Me: Check one:
[_] I have a cap and pitchfork.
[_] I am totally fakin'
Him: [X] I live in Montana
Me: [::Spits genmaicha tea all over the desk::]
 Our mother, in an effort to convince the whole family to move up there, once made the outrageous claim that winter only lasts in Montana for three weeks. We joke about this almost every time we talk.