see my parents where already seperated by the time my brother was born, and my mom never remarried, shit she didnt even really have a bf until my grandmother moved in with us which was like 1999..so its been me, my sister and my brother and my mom since 1990 man just us 4..so we are kinda differnt family man we are pretty close...my brother didnt even really know my dad, my moms brother, our uncle was kinda like a second father to us, only father for my brother(took us to sportingevents and our games, took us on fishing trips, he always bought anything we really needed that my mom couldnt really afford...our joke in the family was my uncle he bought the shit us kids wanted, my mom bought what we needed... really he was like second father)..he didnt have any kids or get married and passed away at 38 from an anurism sept 11th 2000 ..not to mention me and my bro shared a room from the day he was born until he was 10, i was 15 and started hangin out with girls and gettuin drunk being a punk 15yearold know it all(basically my uncle passed away the second week of school my freshman year)...i spent most of my freshman year grounded cause i couldnt come home on time but damn near4days outta week my brother would crash on my couch cause we would just chill amd watch tv, eat frozen pizzas drink mtn dew and play NES all night,(i had mini fridge and he thought it was the coolest thing cause he didnt have to ask to have a pop, he could just take it whenever he wanted lol persoanlly i think he didnt like sleepin by himself and like i said a few times my uncle just died... i mean ive coached his baseball teams like a father would and shit like that ya know..so me and my bro are really close.
hes just always been spoiled by everyone in my family aside from being the baby its cause i knew my father and i would go over to his house everyother week with my sister but my brother didnt want to go cause really he didnt know him...and never got to know him, he passed away in 2005.
see my uncle owned a landscaping/firewood/plow business so growin up we didnt have to do shit, my uncle took care of everything but once i hit like 11 or 12 he started taking me with amd teachin me how to work and cut grass and shit my brother didnt learn that shit til he was like 16 or 17 lol
but i dont know you persoanlly fam but i would put my money on my bro to whoop your ass..ive seen him whoop a couple kids asses..hes a stocky lil motherfucker like 5'9 200lbs played football and baseball from the age of 5 until he graduated HS..started at middle linebacker and shortstop on pretty much every level, then when he was 12 he started watching UFC and wanted to box..my mom wanted him to wrestle instead cause she didnt want to watch him get punched in the face lol so he chose boxing and did that for 6months maybe a year but he hated it cause it was too much running and shit like that and not enoiugh fighting
im 6'1 and used to weigh 250 back in my football/heavy drinkin/predrugs aside from weed days (215now)...well i was fuckin with him and he told me he was gonna choke me out and i was like you couldnt do shit if you tried and i made a quick move at him but was just fuckin around and not takin it serious, well he wasnt and did some shit and before i knew it he was on my back with his legs wrapped around me and i stood there trying to pry him off me but it didnt work and i had to tap lol...he still talks shit about it saying how he made me tap..especially around my firends or his
..... But instead i am nodding and smoking my hookah in my apartment.... such is life