My brother is a Bastard

Harsh ... I think not. Picture this ...My boyfried and I were sleeping late on a lazy Saturday morning. Rain was pattering on the roof and all was well. This picture of bliss was rudely interrupted by my brother barging in (without knocking BTW) He says sweetly "I am making breakfast ... Do you guys want some" I raise my eyebrows suspiciously and say -
'sure, thanks, what are you making?" "ORANGE JUICE" he yells as he throws ice cold water on us. Now do you agree that my brother is a bastard? I think you do... I think you do. So anyway although my brother is a bastard, my boyfriend is not he was a great sport and no freaking out ensued.