Hyperactive brother
My little brother is only little in the sense he's younger than me, ever since i can remember he's been bigger, well taller and wider of shoulder anyway, can't comment about anything else.....

Anyhow we must have been about 10 and 12, i was playing a computer game and he was making annoying noises to wind me up when i died. So as you do, i did the same to him when it was his turn. He gets mad, very mad.

I must point out that in those days there were lurid orange food colourings in pretty much everything, and especially orange flavoured drinks and sweets, something which as kids we consumed a lot of. These colourings also affected my brother in such a way that he would get violent and then pass out in a stupour when his rage had subsided, sort of like unsociable coke if you will.

So i see the tell tale signs of "colouring rage" coming on, namely his lips swelling and going purpler than normal.

I run, he rugby tackles me to the ground and proceeds to beat my head into the floor, i eventually escape and lock myself in the toilet like the true coward i am.

He then realises that his thumb is now hanging off, i'd actually headbutted (ahem) his hand to bits.

To this day he's got a nasty scar where they rebuilt his thumb, ironically my name begins with W and his with M, the exact shape of that scar.

And to this day he also gets terrible pains in his joint from the cold and wet, that'll teach him.
(wesimmo, Thu 26 Apr 2007, 19:03, Reply)