I avoided fights with my siblings because they were so ruthless.
They'd roll around the floor throwing punches, throw things (knives, shovels, you name it) and just generally take one another to the edge of death.
I did suffer a lot of abuse at their hands, but as far as actually fighting with them, it never happened. When I was older (and finally their size) I challenged them if they really wanted to mess with me and they backed down...smart moves on their part because they knew not only that I could beat the living crap out of them, but also that I would.
These days, with the exception of my two younger brothers, I avoid them altogether. There's no room in my life for uneccessary evil.
[ 07-26-2002, 02:11 AM: Message edited by: Moni ]
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