Chris here:

Frog Boy is my little brother. Interestingly enough, he’s the dictionary definition of ‘little,’ so long as your dictionary defines ‘little’ as “half an inch taller than me, with bulging biceps and scary tattoos of fire and sacred Hawaiian tribal symbols.” And if that’s what your dictionary says, then that dictionary’s fucked up, man.

Anyway, when he’s not drunk and kissing other men on the show, he likes to ride his Harley, kick my ass at pool, and chew up used barb wire to craft homemade Brillo pads. One of those things is a lie; I’ll let you decide which.

Frog Boy writes:

Favorite Sci-Fi TV Series: Everybody Loves Raymond [Chris writes: WTF??]
Favorite Fantasy Novel: The Gunslinger

Turn-Ons: Baking with my blouse off [Chris writes: Seriously, WTF??]

Turn-Offs: Breaking ribs and spitting up blood

Favorite Sci-Fi/Fantasy Quote: There is a grave disturbance in my pants!!

Currently In His CD Player: Willie Nelson

Favorite Color: Blue

Used To Look Like: ????

[Chris writes: Bullshit, he doesn't know! He used to look just like our dad, Pa Sci-Fi. The resemblance was frightening.]

Currently Looks Like: ????

[Chris writes: Someone you would forbid your daughter to date or even associate with. Someone you would refuse to accept a ride from, even when you're car breaks down 300 miles from civilization and you've gone 4 days without water and the vultures are circling. Love ya, bro, but you put on a wife beater and you transmogrify into a straight up PCP-crazed Hell's Angel serial rapist/strangler/slasher. That's my boy!]