Most kids today are raised by parents that say if they swing first, tell an adult,

@NativePortlander1970 my brother used to beat my ass until one day when i was a little older and bigger i fought back....the expression on his face was like....."little brother ain't so little anymore"

@beermeplease Same thing with my oldest brother, he was my main bully while growing up after our Dad died, he once thrashed my brother for allowing another bigger kid beating on me when I was seven, he just stood there and watched. I did the same to him when we shared an apartment with another brother my senior year of high school, being a few inches taller, and at least 85 pounds heavier, he's a bean pole like our Dad was, he tried getting in my face, I just pushed him down and told him the next time would be with fists. He once beat my ass over a pack of bubble gum, and another time pushed me down when I had a full cast on from a double compound fracture of my lower left leg, he apologized to me over that a few years ago.

@NativePortlander1970 i remember when i was 10 and we were playing street hockey with other kids. my brother was in goal and i was on a breakaway on him. he thought it was best to crosscheck me in the face. i got so angry. i decided to use my hockey stick as a spear and from about 25 feet away i hurled my stick at him. i hit him square in the balls 🤣....oh boy was he pissed and ran after me. luckily i was a faster runner than him even at that age...i ran to the mall cus i knew my mom was there....i'm surprised i didn't get a beating by him later on

@beermeplease When I was six we were visiting relatives in iowa for the summer, my aunt and her husband had a pool table in their basement and I won a game of nine ball against my older brother, pissed off he threw his cue stick at me fat end like a spear, which hit me center face hitting my nose, my nose and sinuses were clogged with dried blood and had to mouth breathe for two weeks until one uncle learned of this and demanded my mother take me to the ER to get the dried blood cleaned out, my uncle was not happy with my mother. The bastard didn't even get grounded, he was the quesisential golden mama's boy, while I was her hated one, long story in itself.

@beermeplease And now it's time to clean the kitchen 🙄