A little story.
My brother (Patrik is my brother, and i am Fredrik) and i always fought when we grew up, its only 17 months apart us, hes the older sod (they are usualy dominant and mean) as long as i can remember we hitted eachother, i even dreamd about pouring water on him whilst he sleept (i was 4 or 5 at that time) My mother cryed everyday cause we fight.
One day my mother cryed in the sofa and we hadent fight one time that day, so i asked her why, she awnserd that she was crying cause she was so happy due to us not fighting (she even made a cross towards the roof)
Injuries has come from this aswell, one busted lip (mine) one cracked eyebrowe (me inc stiches) one stone in the head and alot of bleeding (him after he punded my head in a brickwall) always tought he was so mean because he had a stone in his head after that (dident even meen to hit him that time)
One dorrnob in my eye (black eye the same day i was modeling, walking the podium that is) HEY i was cute as a child !!!!
One foot inbetween the open trunk and the door slaming the foot (him, and he deserved it aswell, got scared and ran in locking myself in the house and got panic and dident know how to get out)
Once he chased me and i jumped behind the car and hit my knee in a steel pole, 9 stitches that time (but atleas i got to sit in the front seat of the car
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(yeah everybody argues about who will ride shotgun with daddy )
Several minor fights (no hitting in the face) i won most i must say i outgrew him
I have only given him a big fat smack in the face once (he was about to throw me out of the frontseat of the car as usual) so i punded him, he dident say a word, just went to the backseat of the car and was quiet.
and i am getting another son now, is it payback ?