tell me your funny brother/sister stories?

Question

you know ya'll tortured each other as kids...

i used to pick up the other phone when i'd get mad at my brothers knowing they'd be talking to a girl...and say"josh,mom said where'd you leave the food stamp card? you had it last !
or "josh,mom said get her wic cards and go get some milk...then run like hell...but i promise,it works...then they will be afraid to pick up the phone and they will strike deals with you...

omg these are hilarious...

Answer 1

I love my brother- We're 6 years apart-
When he was 2-6 I used to make him dress like a girl and have fashion shows with me- I would have my mom videotape as we would put on "shows" and being the great sport that he is, he would do it-

When I was 16 & He was 10 I would invite my boyfriend over when I babysat him and bribed him with candy and money not to tell mom my BF was there- to this day (10 years later) he still has not told no matter how many times I beat him up or told on him for doing something stupid.

Now we go to bars together and hang out once a week- He is my best friend/confidante- I don't know where I would be without him!

Answer 2

Sister Brother Stories

Answer 3

Brother And Sister Story

Answer 4

Oh man, there are too many to remember. I don't have sisters, but my brother is the best in the world. Even though I'm married, I still like to pal around with my bro on occasion. Earlier this year we went to a concert together. We were sitting in a bar, having a drink before the show and there was a guy there who was obviously a regular. He was obviously a regular there and he seemed to be celebrating his "coming out" after so many years of marriage. He must have been really drunk and he started to ask rather "sexually charged" questions of the couples there. We were quite amused by him, until he steered the conversation our way. I finally said, "Sir, do you NOT notice this?" as I pointed at our faces. Like the original poster said, my bro and I look alike. There's no mistaking that we're bro and sis. He said, "OMG--You're brother and sister!" Yeah, ding-ding-ding buddy! Did you not hear us talking about Mom and Dad?

Answer 5

One time my dad let my brother drive his car somewhere. I wanted to go too and begged my brother to let me go so he did. When we were in the car we got into an argument over the radio station and by brother turned a corner and scraped the driver's door. He panicked and I told him I will tell him how to fix this. All he has to do is go to the hardware store and buy some spray paint and cover up the scrape and dad will never know. So he bought spray paint and it was the wrong color. I told him wipe it off! wipe it off! and when he tried he smeared it all over the car door.
Years later I bought him a gag gift for Christmas. It was a little model car and I scraped the driver's door and added a can of spray paint to the box. When my brother opened the gift and saw that, he laughed so hard.

Answer 6

My brother was 8 years younger than my oldest sister. When we were kids we used to torment her whenever she brought her boyfriends over to our house. She always screamed at us and threatened to kill us. This one time she had a bunch of her friends over for a sleepover, and my brother being the flirt that he always was was in the bathtub getting a bath, mom walked out of the bathroom to grab a towel and the little S h it that he was, jumped out of the bathtub and started running around the house naked. When mom caught him she made him put the towel on, but then he turned it into a cape and started screaming NATURE BOY while running around. He was like maybe 4 when this happened, at the time we were so embarrassed, but now that we are older and have kids of our own, we laugh and remind him about the dumb stuff he did.

Being the youngest boy, he often times go beat up by three older girls. Before he was in kindergarten he needed stiches in his head because I pushed him into the wall, his underarm because we made him climb out of his crib and he fell, and his lip when my oldest sister socked him in the mouth with a golf club (she really did say fore, but he thought she meant four)!

Answer 7

my grandmother has a linoleum kitchen floor, so being the kids we were, we used to slide across it with socks or on a pillow. one time i pushed my brother too hard, and he slid into the corner of the wall and busted his head open and hadda go get staples in his head.

this other time. we had hard wood floors. my brother is really nosey. well my mom called me downstairs for something and my brother was in the shower but being the nosey kid he is, he had to come listen, so he is dripping wet, naked, on the hard wood stairs, and me and my mom finally realized he was there so i tried to turn and run up the stairs to catch him but he ran and slipped and went face first, stomach down, butt naked down the stairs.

it was funny. now we're like best friends.

Answer 8

I tried to flush my brother down the toilet when he was 2 just because he kept yelling for somebody to come wipe him.

I also hit him in the head with a rock when we were skipping them across the creek. He still has a dent and a scar from it.

Answer 9

I used to hide in his closet and then jump out and scare him. Or turn his radio volume up really loud (while it's off) so when he turned it on it'd scare the crap out of him...to name a couple. We still laugh about that stuff! It's great.

Answer 10

one time my sister and i were horsing around and she fell off my feet and broke her collarbone

another time...my sis had these "sprus" on her permanent teeth for ortho, and we were horsing around...the spur got hooked on my zipper and i yanked her permanent tooth out of her head..blood everywhere
thought my mom was gonna kill me!

now we are best friends
lol

i also used to tell her she was adopted