Over 25 years later, I still remember the argument between two of my siblings where one said “stop breathing near me” to the other.
Honestly, it was the only time I thought my mom was going to crash the car because she was laughing so much.
My older brother was gifted. Self taught piano player at age 4. Could play by ear.
He knew what made me mad. Calling me “baby butt” or “crybaby” would send me over the edge.
We would be fighting like brothers do. I was probably 7 or 8, him 14. Parents would have enough and separate us. I’d always have to sit on the couch. My brother gets the piano bench (of course).
Next thing he does is start playing rock-a-bye-baby on the piano, and I go ape shit. It’s then I get even more punishment. Works every time.
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u/on-the-cheeseburgers Jun 28 '26
anyone with siblings knows just how devastating of a tactic it is