I was going to have more to say about this tumblr post
but I really think that there's anything to add. After all, the nearest thing I have to a brother is a younger cousin who I've spent many years referring to as 'my little cousin', who while younger than me, is taller, far more built, and could probably have me in a fight, if I wasn't biting. By way of comparison, at one point he was going to the gym to do free weights regularly while I went to dance classes. The point being, in regards to physical contact, I've literally had one 'bro hug' from him, while I was in intensive care recently, and the rest of the time we shake hands. Though I've yet to ascertain whether or not he still does the instant zippo held out to light my cigarette these days, since it's been some time.
Unrelated to the above, this clip
from Mean Girls
has confirmed that I model my work mode of action on Regina George. I'm not sure if I'm horrified or pleased.