Dexter's Laboratory

My knees burn when my brother talks. He's loud and does this annoying, half inhale/half laugh thing in the middle of phrases, hoping to add comedic affect to things that aren't funny in the first place. He's constantly tapping and banging on everything around him so my father finally purchased him a drum kit. Now he's tapping and banging louder. Speaking of tapping and banging. You know the sound that is created when your spoon scrapes against your bowl? It clings and then drags out for a little bit. Well somehow, ever since I can remember him feeding himself, my brother clings his spoon or fork a ridiculous ammount of times per meal. He is just a disgusting human being.