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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I once bit a huge chunk out of my sister's left arse cheek
when we got into a terrible scrap because I was making her Sylvanian Families do 'Sylvanian Family Suicides' off the roof of their shitty farm house.
Her entire buttock went massive and there was a big ring of bleeding holes in it, the edges of which were a really odd shade of purply blue. I had little bits of arse stuck between my teeth. It was horrible.
My dad belted me halfway to Timbuctoo,and then I spent about two months being forced to attend anger management classes for the under-7s with a bunch of right fucking nutbags who'd all done really bad stuff like stapling dogs to railways and bottling their nans.
Happy days.
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EDIT: I also used to do 'puppet shows' for her when she shared my bunk bed for a while, which would involve me wiggling some socks (or something equally lame) over the edge of my top bunk while she giggled and leaned out of the lower bunk, watching. After about ten seconds or so, I'd let fly with an enormous sticky flob right in her chubby little face. EVERY. COCKING. TIME. And she never seemed to twig.
Kids are thick.
(Mind you, she got me back one time by just getting out of bed and doing a massive piss on my carpet. I was truly pwned there...)
( , Thu 18 Aug 2005, 16:52, Reply)
when we got into a terrible scrap because I was making her Sylvanian Families do 'Sylvanian Family Suicides' off the roof of their shitty farm house.
Her entire buttock went massive and there was a big ring of bleeding holes in it, the edges of which were a really odd shade of purply blue. I had little bits of arse stuck between my teeth. It was horrible.
My dad belted me halfway to Timbuctoo,and then I spent about two months being forced to attend anger management classes for the under-7s with a bunch of right fucking nutbags who'd all done really bad stuff like stapling dogs to railways and bottling their nans.
Happy days.
_____________________________________
EDIT: I also used to do 'puppet shows' for her when she shared my bunk bed for a while, which would involve me wiggling some socks (or something equally lame) over the edge of my top bunk while she giggled and leaned out of the lower bunk, watching. After about ten seconds or so, I'd let fly with an enormous sticky flob right in her chubby little face. EVERY. COCKING. TIME. And she never seemed to twig.
Kids are thick.
(Mind you, she got me back one time by just getting out of bed and doing a massive piss on my carpet. I was truly pwned there...)
( , Thu 18 Aug 2005, 16:52, Reply)
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