Mine
killed me, chopped me up and sabotaged the Sunday roast by replacing the leg of lamb with a leg of me.





*is bored today and highly likely to exaggerate a bit, even if it contradicts previous replies*
( Moey, Wed 24 Sep 2008, 14:46, 3 replies)

Well that's nothing!
My older sister used to make me get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed. Make me drink a cup of sulphuric acid, then make me work twenty-nine hours a day down the mill, and make me pay the mill owner for permission to come to work. When I got home, she would kill me and dance about my grave singing Hallelujah.


WARNING: Story may contain content stolen from Monty Python.
(powervator and NONE SHALL PASS, Wed 24 Sep 2008, 15:08, closed)

And you try and tell the young people of today that ...
...they won't believe you.
(Musuko, Wed 24 Sep 2008, 15:08, closed)

I don't know...
... a 1 Wood to the face was the extent of brotherly love that I got. I feel kind of left out now.
(Nimrod's Son Boredom provokes some interesting habits..., Wed 24 Sep 2008, 15:09, closed)