Siblings is my specialist subject.
I know all about them. I have one older brother, 2 younger brothers, one step sister and one step brother.

I can't actually think of a story worth telling in detail here, but on our list of the many wrongdoings between us:

Me stabbing youngest brother in the stomach with a penknife. I got away scott free on this one, with everyone else convinced he did it to himself.

Stepbrother pulling a knife in the school library and subsequently getting expelled.

Younger brother sucking on a teapot when very young, and living on ice lollies for a few days after hours of blood-curdling screams.

Me cracking my head open on the garden steps - still got a nice scar from that one.

Collectively we convinced the step sister that the capital of England was Birmingham. After she'd said it was London. Not so funny, tricking a little girl? She must have been 13 at the time.

Eldest brother breaking his then-girlfriend's arm during a hockey match. Didn't see much of her again.

The best one by far for me, in terms of idiocy, was from youngest brother, and always is. He will strongly deny this, but as a scout he's got a fair bit of camping stuff, including stove fuel. He decided this was great fun to pour onto his wooden floor and light. Some ran under his divan bed and started burning it, some caught a shirt and a tshirt which promptly went up. It was only me hearing his panicked running back and forth to the bathroom that caused me to get up and see what the commotion was. We managed to get the flaming shirts out the window, and after dousing everything and having a look, I reckon we were 5 seconds away from the whole bed going up. It was very poorly made of wood, cardboard and polyester. Gah...
( Rookie You'll have to speak up, I'm wearing a towel, Sun 4 Jan 2009, 12:36, 1 reply)

My boyfriend
broke my foot while we were playing soccer.

True love....
(Holy Gabrielle is Holy, Mon 5 Jan 2009, 1:24, closed)