Thread: Sibling Rivalry

i never said he didn't do it, i said it makes it difficult when i have no proof. you were wrong about the bike and never apologozed to Ty when shitbag tony said he broke it.

if you had been mature rather than stomp off to whine you'd have read where i asked what it costs to fix it n said the money will come from ty returning his bb guns.

^A parent-child combo? Interesting.

Very cool.

In other news, my younger brother could have killed the pope in front of my parents and they would have said the guy had it coming.

And, naturally, as a brother infected by massive amounts of the sibling rivalry virus, I would rather die than apologize to the little bastard.

At that time anyway, say twenty years ago.

Since that time we've grown very close. In fact, I'd say he's my best friend.

Originally Posted by Little Wing

i never said he didn't do it, i said it makes it difficult when i have no proof. you were wrong about the bike and never apologozed to Ty when shitbag tony said he broke it.

if you had been mature rather than stomp off to whine you'd have read where i asked what it costs to fix it n said the money will come from ty returning his bb guns.

It's not the money it's the extra time that pisses me off, and the fact that that spot was already messed up to begin with, and now it's way worse so when it does get bondod, the next time it gets whacked there a big chunk of bondo and paint is gonna fall out and it's going to be an even bigger pain in the ass to fix the second time around. The rest of the body work on it is minor, tiny dents that wont take five minutes and a rocker panel that needs to be welded. The one he put in there is going to take all fucking day to make sure it doesn't come out looking like shit or falling apart.

How much shit has Tyler done to me and not apologized for. He wasn't supposed to be riding that bike. EVER. period. And every time I turned around he was on it and every time I've ever seen him get off a bike he throws it on the ground so fucking right I'm gonna suspect him before the 20 year old that should know better. But I'm the bad guys cause I wanted him to leave my shit alone.

I could give two shits about his fucking bb guns. Let him keep them, I hope he fucking shoots his eye out. But he better get the knives together that I got him for Christmas cause I'm taking all five or six of them back. I didn't pay good money so some little turd could treat me like shit over his own fucking delusions. When I was growing up I got at least 12 spankings a year until i was like 12 or 13, and if I didn't than I probably should have. He breaks shit on purpose ALL THE TIME, calls me a cunt, a bitch, a whore, a fucking slut, throws fits in stores, and is constantly being destructive, yet he's gotten maybe that many in his whole entire life, and that's his fucking problem. He's never been consistently reprimanded for a god damn thing and now he just doesn't give a fuck cause he knows he'll get away with it. You slapped my hand when I was little for sticking it in the toilet, but you thought it was just so cute and funny when he climbed right in it. He gets away with more shit than I ever would've even thought of trying to pull. Cause I got punished for shit I did wrong and he didn't. I'm going to start browsing your neighborhood for kids his age and pay a few of them to jump his ass.

When he gets his first car (if he's ever intelligent or sane enough to pass a driving test) I'm going to go up and down both sides of it with a fucking golf club Elin Woods style.

When Tyler burned down that boat, threw that piece of cinder block at Boston (and he probably wouldn't even be able to lift it let alone throw it), and lit that fire in that abandoned house, or broke windows in our neighbors house, you didn't actually have any proof that it was really Tyler that did it, but you didn't run around saying he didn't(and he got in trouble for what two of those things? The others you laughed at like it's funny your kids committed arson three times by age 10). It's only when he's ruined something that belongs to me that he might be innocent, cause he says he didn't do it (and what kid is going to come out and admit to breaking his sisters shit?) which is the most backassed logic I've ever fucking seen.


If I wasn't so afraid of getting on a plain I'd call the Steve Wilkos show.

i had a second baby you are 18 fucking years old get over it already.

You didn't get 12 spankings your whole life. If you did you might not be the self centered friggin' brat you are having a damn tantrum right now. You went off before I even had a chance to confront Ty. Tyler admitted the things he did wrong from smoking a cig to burning the boat, that's what I had for proof. With you it was more finding the money you stole from me in your jewelry box. And Ty never threw anything at Boston, you beat the crap out of Boston for picking on Ty. You don't seem to be able to GRASP the fact your brother grew up with you hating his guts simply for breathing. How is ANY kid going to warm up to a sister that hates him from birth? He called you names after you called him FAG most of his life. You were 6 n he was a baby THINK about it. Not sure what your problem really is but stop taking it out on me.

I didn't even read all of your post till now but uh, I never laughed at the shit Ty did. Starting a fire in a wood stove n getting a house warm... isn't arson, neither is trying to have an Indian ceremony in a little silver pot when you are 7. There were several kids lighting leaves on fire when that little shit from AZ stole the lighter Ty was just the one that admitted to what was going on.

Originally Posted by Little Wing

You didn't get 12 spankings your whole life. If you did you might not be the self centered friggin' brat you are having a damn tantrum right now. You went off before I even had a chance to confront Ty. Tyler admitted the things he did wrong from smoking a cig to burning the boat, that's what I had for proof. With you it was more finding the money you stole from me in your jewelry box. And Ty never threw anything at Boston, you beat the crap out of Boston for picking on Ty. You don't seem to be able to GRASP the fact your brother grew up with you hating his guts simply for breathing. How is ANY kid going to warm up to a sister that hates him from birth? He called you names after you called him FAG most of his life. You were 6 n he was a baby THINK about it. Not sure what your problem really is but stop taking it out on me.

I didn't even read all of your post till now but uh, I never laughed at the shit Ty did. Starting a fire in a wood stove n getting a house warm... isn't arson, neither is trying to have an Indian ceremony in a little silver pot when you are 7. There were several kids lighting leaves on fire when that little shit from AZ stole the lighter Ty was just the one that admitted to what was going on.

Yea hu. And u nailed me in the bathroom and the lipstick lady got me. And then that one time you pushed me out of the car.

lol. she was my favorite nurse. you have to wonder what her kid was thinking to insist that story was true. or what she was to tell it.

Originally Posted by Little Wing

lol. she was my favorite nurse. you have to wonder what her kid was thinking to insist that story was true. or what she was to tell it.

That woman was totally touched by god. And not in a good way.

lol.

the story was the nurse was going somewhere n her daughter fell out of the car and she just stopped and put her back in and went to wherever she was going. her daughter insists it's true and the mom swears it isn't. maybe it was a vivid dream.

I used to beat the crap out of my brother, but that little fucker tried to kill me on more than one occasion, one time he stabbed me in the back with an ink pen(maybe thats why I feel like ink courses through my veins?), another time he tried to push me down a flight of stairs, he tried to choke me with a guitar string and threw a ten pound dumb bell at my head. I'd like to go back home and straighten his drug addict ass up but I'm afraid he might shoot me or something......

Originally Posted by maniclion

I used to beat the crap out of my brother, but that little fucker tried to kill me on more than one occasion, one time he stabbed me in the back with an ink pen(maybe thats why I feel like ink courses through my veins?), another time he tried to push me down a flight of stairs, he tried to choke me with a guitar string and threw a ten pound dumb bell at my head. I'd like to go back home and straighten his drug addict ass up but I'm afraid he might shoot me or something......

I think me and my brother would both be dead if she wasn't there to rip us off each other.

gosh...I think someone needs a hug and a Dr. Phil intervention....just saying...

it's the worst sibling rivalry i ever saw, but it's love-hate. if anyone BUT her was messing with Tyler she was out of the yard like a shot kicking ass. it doesn't take much to see under the crap is a desire for the others love but the pattern is so established neither of them can work past their knee jerk reaction to each other. moments of kindness between them are a treasured rarity... Tess has her own place now and Ty wants to get her a device where you can't start your car if your seatbelt isn't buckled... as they get older the love part slowly will win. hopefully.

me and my sister did rotten things to each other growing up. truly horrible stuff that i'm ashamed of. It makes me sick thinking about what I did to my little sis. I once burned her with a really hot lamp light for no reason.

everything is actually really good right now with me and my sis. we've both grown up and have a great relationship.

from what it sounds like tess is that you are wanting to make adult decisions so it's time to grow up. letting this play out on IM, while completely entertaining shows a lack of maturity. It's time for you to be the adult in your sibling relationship and validate little bro a bit. thats all the kid has probably wanted anyway. the sooner that you get that it isn't a competition between you the better. you are six years older and don't have to compete. he is six years younger and will always feel like it is a competition.

My brother always broke my stuff. Then I'd try fight him. But he'd win, cos he was 2 years older, muscular & broad while I was a stick.

So I decided to go to the gym. By the time I was bigger than him we were too old to fight and always get on now. (:

LOL at this thread. Seriously?????? Family squabbles on teh internet?

Originally Posted by I Are Baboon

LOL at this thread. Seriously?????? Family squabbles on teh internet?

its like our very own version of reality show tv

this is fucking great, an IronMagazine forums live reality show... keep it going LW and SYN!

Originally Posted by Little Wing

it's the worst sibling rivalry i ever saw, but it's love-hate. if anyone BUT her was messing with Tyler she was out of the yard like a shot kicking ass. it doesn't take much to see under the crap is a desire for the others love but the pattern is so established neither of them can work past their knee jerk reaction to each other. moments of kindness between them are a treasured rarity... Tess has her own place now and Ty wants to get her a device where you can't start your car if your seatbelt isn't buckled... as they get older the love part slowly will win. hopefully.

It's even harder being a single parent you have to balance disciplinarian with best friend. I remember for the short time I had a mom and dad I avoided getting in trouble because of the dreaded "Just wait till your father gets home" threats, the anticipation of impending doom that was a leather belt across bare ass was worse than the pain itself.....

Originally Posted by I Are Baboon

LOL at this thread. Seriously?????? Family squabbles on teh internet?

This is the first year Tess has lived apart from me and the internet and yahoo messenger have made it a lot easier 99.99% of the time. She hardly ever goes to bed without a "ily nite".

And pleassse, this a fight? You should see when we have PMS at the same time.

It's people who lock it inside and never let you know they are pissed who die of ulcers and heart disease. Let it out, try n solve it and get on with your day.

Originally Posted by maniclion

It's even harder being a single parent you have to balance disciplinarian with best friend. I remember for the short time I had a mom and dad I avoided getting in trouble because of the dreaded "Just wait till your father gets home" threats, the anticipation of impending doom that was a leather belt across bare ass was worse than the pain itself.....

I think I've mentioned this on here before but I screwed up as a parent in a hindsight is really 20/20 way. I was abused as a kid so to me discipline was a destructive thing so i went wayyyyyyyy the other way. I didn't parent Tesla I worshipped her. Everything she did good or bad I loved. She had a one woman entourage making her life sweet. Then I took on another client and his needs, because he was a baby, became my main concern. NOT easy to deal with or understand when you are just turning 6.

When they fight it is like a solar flare. Heated and intense but it doesn't last long. They are both really good looking kids so I tell them God made sibling rivalry so they won't breed. I figure there's some truth in it and the statement weirds them out so much they wander away from the fight.

Originally Posted by maniclion

It's even harder being a single parent you have to balance disciplinarian with best friend. I remember for the short time I had a mom and dad I avoided getting in trouble because of the dreaded "Just wait till your father gets home" threats, the anticipation of impending doom that was a leather belt across bare ass was worse than the pain itself.....

Or you breathe wrong in the morning and it's you'll get it before bed. Makes for a fun damn day. I think my mother loved the part of the day where Ronnie got home and she got to whine about how horrid we made her life and take another valium. Now she wants a kidney.

Originally Posted by Little Wing

Or you breathe wrong in the morning and it's you'll get it before bed. Makes for a fun damn day. I think my mother loved the part of the day where Ronnie got home and she got to whine about how horrid we made her life and take another valium. Now she wants a kidney.

That was the latter part of my childhood in the teen years when my father got suckered by a drunken drug addict, nothing like having a drunk in your face the minute you get home from school telling your father you were mean to her all day, nothing like finding 20 empty bottles of vodka behind your dresser, or having a woman accuse you of hiding her shoe so she couldn't cook supper that night....

Originally Posted by Little Wing

Or you breathe wrong in the morning and it's you'll get it before bed. Makes for a fun damn day. I think my mother loved the part of the day where Ronnie got home and she got to whine about how horrid we made her life and take another valium. Now she wants a kidney.

it's amazing you are as normal as you are

Originally Posted by bio-chem

it's amazing you are as normal as you are

The one thing I just can't wrap my brain around is how can you not LOVE a child? ENJOY them? I'd still give her a kidney except for that it would take time off my life where I could be with my kids and I hope grandkids or the possibility my kids could need one some day.

Me and my brother are not normal, we are irreparably damaged. No matter how much you KNOW better parts of you stay twisted... which makes me smile cuz my brother used to introduce me as thier "twisted sister". Humor was a survival tool and it's still the way to my heart.

Originally Posted by Little Wing

Tess has her own place now and Ty wants to get her a device where you can't start your car if your seatbelt isn't buckled... as they get older the love part slowly will win. hopefully.

This.

As kids, I was maybe 15 and my brother was 7, I asked him if he wanted to play Houdini, the escape artist and magician. He eagerly agreed. I tied belts around his body, put a hooded sweatshirt on him and other shirts, tying their arms in knots across his body.

It was his job to escape, of course, and he enjoyed the attempt.

For the first few minutes.

I had put him in his bedroom closet and he wasn't so happy when he realized he couldn't escape. I untied him when I saw our mom pull up in the car. Not sure how long he was wrapped up, but I knew he was "safe" from all the kicking and screaming.

Several years later, he tried the same trick on the youngest brother who escaped almost immediately.

When Tess was little she'd beg to play tie me up and see if i can get away. She always could in record time. Recently when Ty and I stopped by her place I spied some bindings peeking out from her mattress.