ST Guy
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I used to “torture” a couple of my brothers. One stuck my mother’s car keys in an electric socket one time, creating much noise and sparks and setting a mattress on fire. He became terrified of electricity. So I would take my mother’s iron and chase him around the house, holding the plug out and telling him “I’m going to get you!” He ran from me, screaming the whole way.
Another brother I would hold by his ankles, upside down, where I would then carry him to the bathroom, lift the toilet seats with one of my feet, and hold him over the toilet bowl to give him a swirley. I never would have done it but he didn’t know that. And it was funny to hear him scream, holding onto the rim to prevent insertion.
I did the job of an older brother pretty well.
Another brother I would hold by his ankles, upside down, where I would then carry him to the bathroom, lift the toilet seats with one of my feet, and hold him over the toilet bowl to give him a swirley. I never would have done it but he didn’t know that. And it was funny to hear him scream, holding onto the rim to prevent insertion.
I did the job of an older brother pretty well.

