as i'm writing this post, i am just regaining my breath and blood is returning
to my limbs...my brother got into a fight with my parents and as always,
i was the odd man out- quiet in my room. after the fight my brother came
into my room throwing a tantrum at my stuff. fearlessly, i laughed to see
if i could quell his rage. it didn't really work...so i challenged him to a
wrestling match. he was like "you think you can beat me in this state? i don't
want to hurt you." and i said "psh...the way you're acting right now, you
look like a little girl!" one to two minutes later i'm on the ground gasping
for air- my vision actually blurred seriously! i hope that calmed him down
a bit...maybe he was acting, because he was smiling at the end. lack of
oxygen migraine attack commence! it was totally not worth getting
whooped. *immediately looks up "cqc takedowns" on youtube*
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