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Hung out with Bama and Levi last night.  Met the new neighbor I.T.  He’s from Staten Island.  He and his wife just moved in from Manhattan because the same size apartment in the city would have been four times as much. Anyway, Bama told a story of a tiff between her younger brothers over the holidays.  They had gone to a riverboat gambling in Albama. They are both handsome and make a lady-killer duo that brings a steady stream of female attention their way.  However, the older brother tends to tell the younger brother what to do.  It reached a peak where the younger brother turned to the older brother and said. “Back off or I’m gonna kill you mother f**cker.  Then, I’m gonna drag your bloody body into the parking lot and beat your dead ass with your own bloody limbs.”

Ah brotherly love and sibling rivalry. 

Reminds me of the time I threatened my sister with an empty shotgun and she pulled a knife on me.  I was devastated that my sister would pull a knife on me.  She could not have seriously thought I loaded the gun, even though I screamed that I would. Oh!  To be a demented little Ogre again.  Not really.