To be fair, Ickle Brother curled up in the corner of the lounge soon after. Between these three miscreants (none of whom have ever/yet to finish highschool) and myself, we average a first year university education, which is pretty...epic? (on my contribution at least).
The Ickle Brother got me a very pretty grad gift, from his place-of-work:
Honey stuff, smells completely divine.
Also got a couple cards that day, the first Doctor salutation from The Scottish One, in the States
And the second from The BigSib, in London.