Actually.
Now that i think about it, my brothers and cousins have received the crappy side of the stick all along from our violent fraternal love. I mean, there was the accidental 7 feet iron pole smacking in the head , the hockey stick to the eye and what was later named ¨The UNI Massacre¨ where there where neck, arm, head and knee injuries related to hitting things (like the ground or hard stone pillars! Extreme kids!) and non of them where laid upon me.
So it was pretty much smooth sailing for wee little me.
Accidents tend to happen around our neighbouring area. which i never truely understood why.
Oh Kharma! why must thou be so cruel!.
By the by, I love the use of dang in your posts. Old school goodness. Its kinda like instead of calling people idiots or harshly threading on them with more coloquial insults, you go and just flat out say to them in a most serene voice ¨You poor poor Imbecile¨. (Read: Im beh sah-il). it rocks, and it slips so cooly off of the tongue. Dang is the classier ¨****!¨.
And it is good.
Regards,
Mike