Gotta Let It Out

Sorry man, that was me. I snuck into your room quite a few times. I was having fun, until the string snapped… I felt so bad, so I sharpied the dings and hope you wouldn’t notice.

I am of course kidding. You have to remember, that’s what brothers do, whether you like it or not. It’s just something they do. I didn’t yoyo while my brother was in the house, but he did worse things. My brother would take my stuff, break it on purpose or sell it to his friends. My parents wouldn’t believe me either. It’s tough to deal with, but all you can do it hide it in a place that they won’t look, or buy a box that you can put a lock on.

Like Preinfalk said, it’s a brothers responsibility to ruin the early years of your life. A lock would work, but if he really wanted to get in, he will find a way. Honestly, it’s not your responsibility, but your parents. Your parents should be teaching him to not mess with your stuff.

also, how old is he? If he is 12 or under, he probably won’t stop trying to mess up your life for a while…

Dude, I can honestly say that I’ve been the exact same position as you. From having a little brother comeing into your room, playing with your yoyo, damaging it, and lying about it later.

I can’t say anything about your little brother cause as older brothers, we have to be responsible role models. Just tell him not to lie, using other peoples things without permission is bad, and all that other chizz.

The thing is I’m sort of grateful. In a way.

He Dinged My Freaking More Than A Hundred Dollar, Mint Condition Woolly Marmot With Hulk Smash Color Way

Sure, it made me cry for an hour and I had to lock myself in my room for the rest of the day just to deal with the pain, but after that I just carried my Marmot everywhere. It became my beach and I wouldn’t care it I dinged it. Sure it’s ugly now but it’s now my favorite yoyo and being able to love a beat -up, ugly yoyo is true love.

Moral of the story is that siblings will be stupid but that’s their job just go with it. If I were you I would play that Avant Gaurde like no tomorrow and the only thing I’de be pissed about is the fact that I wasn’t the one who dinged it first.

I know how you feel.

My purple Messiah has a ding on it from some guy who hangs out at my house a lot. He’s seen me yoyo before, and still can’t understand the value of some of my throws. I keep all my yoyos next to a small bar downstairs. He just walked over to the bar, picked up my Messiah, which I use extra long string on, and just decided to, drop it. Now for those of you who have not heard a YYR ding, it sounds about twice as loud as any another metal, and has a very distinct pitch. The worst part, I WITNESSED IT. His nonchalant response: “How do you get it back up?” WELL GEE I DON’T KNOW!!! Maybe it will get hungry and eat it’s way up!

A while later, my house was hosting a prayer meeting, something we do a lot because our house is big. The meeting is always on the second floor, and we set up an area downstairs for the children or ignorant pre-teens. Now that day, I had boxed up both my YYRs in preparation(I think I had my Messiah in my room though). Apparently it wasn’t enough. When I was finally starting to feel His presence, DING The sound of absolute butthurt.
“Sorry God, I’m needed elsewhere.” I ran in ninja mode, as I didn’t want to disturb anyone, down stairs. I see one of the pre-teens holding my Sliepnir.
“How do you get it back up?” *now this kid has observed me before, and I HAVE given a demonstration of binding before to this little Scumbag Steve.

The only good outcome, is that I have learned that the aluminum YYR uses, is INSANELY hard. Not only that, but the dings seem to go away some over time.

Don’t you find it a little odd that the Messiah spoke to you while holding a prayer meeting? Just seems so appropriate in a sad, twisted way.

“Jesus may forgive you, but I think you’re an *******!” Somehow that seems applicable.

I know the feeling because I did it to my older brother when I was younger. Now in college, I can look back and say I did it because I liked his stuff and wanted to use it, and I didnt have it. What was my punishment? Big Brother used the good o’l fists. Not saying you should use violence, but sometimes a brother just needs a good solid punch in the arm to set them straight :wink:

If you see him wearing your shoes again, I would walk up to him, say dude? really? give a good punch in the arm, and take the shoes from his feet. There not his to begin with, so he doesnt get to complain when he steals them, and get caught.

Cheers,

~Chris Severson

Oh yes, I know the feeling too. My brother would always play with some of my stuff and never clean up and they always ended up dirty. So I’m a drummer. Some drummers are really possessive about siblings playing on their sets. I swear, one time the sticks were not where I left them and the seat was pulled back. (he’s my older brother) oh goodness I could break his Xbox but then my parents would blame me cause I’m the only one that could have done it. Grrrr.
First, do your parents believe your brother is messing up your stuff? Is so good. Tell them that he needs to know what he did is wrong. Then slowly start to take valuables away. Nothing too obvious, just little things he likes. Maybe take some shoes. If you said stuff to your parents and they agreed, they shouldn’t yell at you when he has his first hissy fit. And trust me he will. Is there a place where you and your brother are not allowed? Like your parents closet or something? Put the stuff in there with their permission. If they don’t believe you, take action into your own hands because trust me, no one else will. Then if that doesn’t work, instead of inflicting harm to him, yell at him. Sometimes if you try and try to get a message through but it doesn’t work, you need to be mean. Yell to the point of tears. Trust me that will work with almost any kid.

yup, that’s pretty much right, sometimes you need to physical. but be wary, don’t overuse physical strength because honestly when my older brothers still lived in the house they would punch me in the arm for every little thing I did, even to the point where if I was in their way instead of asking me to move they’d just punch me. So to me it didn’t seem like I ever really got punished for doing something wrong it just felt like my brothers were looking for reasons to hurt me. But if you make sure and save the fists for when he does something absolutely terrible then he knows that he screwed up bigtime and he probably deserved it.

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That’s exactly the way I felt.

put chili powder in his underwear! instant gratification =]

damn. well thing is if it happened right in front of you at least you know who did it. mine is like a mystery, and i feel bad having to accuse my brother all the tome, but he keeps saying it’s not him!

this was a very enlightening post tho! thanks!

Put a Camera if you’re really trying to put him on the spot.
Seriously it’s a pretty darn good idea.
Locking the door will only prevent him from coming.
You want to find out who the real culprit is.

i have taken on the approach of physical violence. i’m more like ruffing him up till he confesses!