Injured Siblings
My sister and I were always fighting. She's still got a large chunk of pencil lead embedded in her hand from where I stabbed her once. What's the worst you've done to your siblings?
( , Thu 18 Aug 2005, 12:46)
My sister and I were always fighting. She's still got a large chunk of pencil lead embedded in her hand from where I stabbed her once. What's the worst you've done to your siblings?
( , Thu 18 Aug 2005, 12:46)
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Baby go bye bye...
This is a much better question of the week than last week!
When my brother was barely 6 months old my mum had put him at the top of our (steeply sloped) garden in his pram. Which i then took the brakes off. And watched him flying down the garden. Into the wall of the house at the bottom.
Another one - when my brother was tiny he used to have one of these bouncey harness things that fit in a door frame. I found out that i could pull it back and let go - thus firing him like a catapult.
Anybody think i didn't want a brother?
Oh yeah, and my dad used to sit in the roof of his garage when he was a kid and drop darts onto a dartboard below. One day his brother walked underneath, so he dropped a dart onto him instead. It stuck in his head, and as he was running in to tell their mum my dad was running behind him trying to knock it out.
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( , Thu 18 Aug 2005, 15:15, Reply)
This is a much better question of the week than last week!
When my brother was barely 6 months old my mum had put him at the top of our (steeply sloped) garden in his pram. Which i then took the brakes off. And watched him flying down the garden. Into the wall of the house at the bottom.
Another one - when my brother was tiny he used to have one of these bouncey harness things that fit in a door frame. I found out that i could pull it back and let go - thus firing him like a catapult.
Anybody think i didn't want a brother?
Oh yeah, and my dad used to sit in the roof of his garage when he was a kid and drop darts onto a dartboard below. One day his brother walked underneath, so he dropped a dart onto him instead. It stuck in his head, and as he was running in to tell their mum my dad was running behind him trying to knock it out.
b
( , Thu 18 Aug 2005, 15:15, Reply)
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