I get along allright with my bro now,
but when we where kids we used to fight all the time. I have a scar on my nose form where as toddlers, yes todlers he was trying to gouge my eyes out whilst I was trying to smother him to death. Fighting was so common in our house that when my dad walked in on my brother trying to stab me with a knitting needle for pushing him off the sofa all we got was a 4 day tv ban.

I can rember several incdents out of this period of violence,

- me slamming my brother repeatedly face first into a brass doorknob

-my brother breaking a small table when he threw it at me

-dangling my bro off the top bunkbed by his pants (nuclear wedgie)

-my brother closing a 6' ladder whilst I was on the top step.

-putting a half inch gash in my brothers forehead with a carefully made leggo dagger for grassing me up for starting our latest fight.

Edit- rebered one time on holiday, at a putting green my brother accidently wacked me with a putter taking a wild swing. My mum had to wrestle me to the ground to stop me from braining him with my own putter. But we had chips later so it turned out ok as day trips go.
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