i knew there was an axe to grind somewhere....
he probably never had a trip to the wood shed...
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i once got so angry at my little brother
yelling at him...every swear i could think of....
that when my mother heard me and said something...
i instantly yelled <<<<<Shutup...>>>>>>
without knowing to whom i was speaking
big mistake....
she chased me around the old pool table we had in
the garage swinging a cue-stick trying to clobber me.
she was serious about kids being raised right....
that kid has had no such influence.