My brother is doing all this bad stuff?
yeah i'm 15 and my brothers 26 but he also started doing stuff like that at about 16. Now hes like in a real hole. He first started weed then cigarettes then alchohal then coccaine. He practically threw his whole life away. My parents really try to help him now but he wont go to reahab and my parents cant make him because hes over 21. You should definately tell your parents secretly because thats how it starts and then it ends badly. believe me my brother regrets starting anything.
Funny childhood stories??
Remeber when we were young and we did the most funniest things without knowing of it? Or have your children done or said something that has made you laugh. what is something funny you did when you were young? i have been told that i would drag my brother out on a skateboard, and yell, 'child for sale, $2' because i wanted to by a lolly. of course, now i would never do that :P tell your stories here, best gets 10 points. share and make us laugh :D share your funny a
My little brother (11 years old) just saw me jacking off what do i do?
Well its common to get "caught in the act" especially when you have brothers. Just pretend it didn't happen and answer any questions he might have later. Keep in mind if he doesn't do it yet he will soon and may want to know what you were doing and why. Be a good brother and tell him.
What are some funny stories of your childhood?
This happened when I was about 8 years old. I'd like to mention that my mom was not the person who she is today. She was really short tempered. We were staying in Pottsville, Pennsylvania. My parents had removed all the bedsheets and pillow covers and put them in the wash.I was sitting in my parents room, watching TV. I don't know how I had a marker, but I had a marker with me. I unknowingly started drawing on the mattress. I drew a peace sign, my signature, and a woman holding a baby. I assure you, it was a horrible painting.All of the sudden, my sixth sense went off and I realized that my mom would be coming to put the bedsheets on anytime now. I tried wetting the mattress with a little water to see if the marker would come off. But of course, I was drawing with a Sharpie (permanent marker). I suddenly had the "brilliant" idea to put shampoo on the mattress to get the marker off. I dumped a whole bottle of shampoo onto the mattress and started scrubbing like crazy. It still wouldn't come off. I heard my mom coming up the stairs and I ran into my room. I heard her come into her bedroom and I guess after seeing the foamy mattress, she screamed. I slowly came into her room and whimpered. I told her what happened. She was about to smack me when my dad came in and asked what happened.My mom summarized the story. My dad's a really calm and chill guy. He started to laugh and told her to relax. My dad went and got a hair dryer and started to the dry the area. My mom kept scrubbing and all she would get is foam. She got so angry and she started chasing me with a shoe (typical Indian moms I tell you). My dad told her to relax and to settle down. I remember my dad sitting there with the hair dryer for about an hour until finally, the soap and water dried up. My mom yelled at me and told me to never do it again. We still have the mattress and it brings up a lot of stories of when I was young and "rebellious". We laugh about it till this date. I swear, if my dad wasn't there, "Somebody gonna get a hurt, real bad". (Quoted from Russell Peters)