Sugar and Darts
My younger brother has always had a very sweet tooth. When we were about 10 and 6 respectively I pretended that I was being nice by getting the sugar bowl down from a high shelf for him to tuck into when in fact I had replaced said sugar with salt. My brother took the biggest spoonful he could manage............

Also, not a sibling, but my cousin and I were once playing darts in the back yard on a hot summer day. For some unknown reason I took to running under the dart board, bent over, whilst he took his turn. Inevitably one of his darts rebounded off the board and landed right in my unclad back a couple of cms from my spine and a good cm deep. Ouch.

Insert length gag here, yuk yuk.
(You'll never take me alive copper, Fri 19 Aug 2005, 7:31, Reply)