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""RARGH!""

Haha, this is classic.

My little brother (Couple of years younger) has been annoying me all afternoon. I really felt like hitting him, but for the sake of sounding like Kyz, I didn't. :D

Anyway, I walked into the Kitchen and he stuck his leg out, with the aim of tripping me up.

"Right, that's it. I've had it. Go play with the traffic, you little *insert profanity here- go on, be inventive*" :D

"What now Howard? Stop looking for trouble!"

"What the hell? Right, I might as well F*** off up to my own room then..."

"Don't you ever talk to me like that! RARGH! Rargh Rargh Rargh!"


So now we're in the situation that I'm not going to be taken to school for my Physics exam tomorrow, luckily my bus pass is still valid.


Ah, if only I had the camera set up recording. Could have earned £250 for that.


And with the risk of this turning out to be a Sheepy-eque post (I'll levae them for him :D), I had better ask a question.

What was your best/funniest argument you have had with family, or anyone for that matter?

This should be interesting.

"RARGH!"

If that happened to me, I'd just say I wasn't going and start watching TV.

Wouldn't take more than five minutes for my mum to go and get the car started.

All sorted now.

This doesn't make TV. Bah.

Lil Ginge wrote:
> I hate it when my little brother is blatantly wrong yet he runs to
> parents like the golden boy and I am suddenly satan's spawn. Resulting
> in him being treated with up most love all night and me...being
> blanked and scolded!


Yep... Just had an argument with my little brother about what scrappy doo says. He said he says "scrappy power", yet I was agreeing with "puppry power" (which is right).

But little brats never change their mind and have to be right in everything.

*sighs*

Mr nash

Blargh!

HARRRR!!

Microchips wrote:
> Ah, that's how you do it... :D

"but the Kyz22 - "How to act tough and flash your gym card" video now! Send a cheque/postal order for £11.99 made payable to Kyz enterprises - acting tough matters"

I hate it when my little brother is blatantly wrong yet he runs to parents like the golden boy and I am suddenly satan's spawn. Resulting in him being treated with up most love all night and me...being blanked and scolded!

Ah, that's how you do it... :D

You should have brayed his face in and when he was on the floor you could have got your gym card out and given him some paper-cuts with the edges!