As a kid, what did your siblings do to torture you?

Question

My brothers used to tape over all my favourite movies so they could watch their own. They also used to do the Type Writer - still sends shivers down my spine thinking about it. AND, if we went to the beach they would put sand down the back of my pants so it looked like i crapped myself.

What did you do to your siblings, or what did they do to you to torture you. Did anyone get the type writer?

Answer 1

well i had braces back then and my brother stuffed my face into the couch cover and my braces would get stuck.. and many more but thats the one that i remember the most...

Answer 2

I was always the torturer, not the torturee, as I was the older sibeling. I wasn't very creative at torture methods back then, although I did use the infamous "wet willie", and the "brain itch", which utilizes a pressure point below the ear.

Now, even though I am the older brother, my younger brother has out grown me significantly, and in my adult years I have become the torturee... he has more than gotten revenge for when he was little. His favorite torture method is to grab me and stick my head or face in his armpit, a highly unpleasant prison to be trapped in. He will also just plain sit on me.

I have not used the typerwiter or had it used on me, but me and some friends have used a similar technique on a kid at church, which involves poking him rapidly and repeatedly in the chest or forehead in the same spot. Good times!

Answer 3

My brother and I were just 12 months apart in age, so we got along like twins lol. There were no other kids around because of where we lived, so we just hung out all the time. We had a lot of fun. We did annoy each other a lot though. Whenever he tried to change the channel on the TV, I would always keep pulling him away from the TV and he'd never be able to reach it. HAHAHAHA! And we both stole things from each other and hid them. I liked to sneak up on him and take REALLY ugly photos of him and print multiple copies to post around the house. We punched each other all the time, trying to see who was stronger (we were the same size) and we got hurt a lot! But it was all fun.

Answer 4

Oh yes i remember the type writer well, it was a favourite of my older brother lol (which i passed on to my younger brother) then as we married and had our own kids we passed it on to them , we used to watch the wrestling on tv then practice there moves on each other ( i hated the sleeper hold )
interresting question should get some good answers

Answer 5

The easier question is what did they not do. They took my favorite doll and hung her from a tree by the neck and they pulled out her eyelashes, but I kept her anyway because that meant she was now special needs lol.

They did sand in the undies too ironically.

They once put a frong underneath the lettuce in my plate and I stuck it with a fork. The frog croaked and peed on my plate. I screamed all the way to the kitchen and told my aunt lol. Now I think about doing that to one of my friends kid, but I don't lol.

They dismembered my barbies and stuck their heads in the freezer. I cried for months over that one. I never did find the legs until years later when my dad had passed away and we were cleaning out an old trunck of his. I laughed from here to yonder about it. I know my dad knew they were there, but he was trying to save my brothers from me. lol

When I was fifteen they died my hair purple while I was sleeping, I was exhausted after having a sleepover at a friends house. This was when dieing your hair was not so cool. Especially a color like purple, pink, or green. It washed out pretty well though

I was a bed wetter, and when a friend stayed the night they would poor water on us several times to make it look like I drensed them. Then when the girl woke up screaming they would be cackling like a couple of school girls. lol Eventually before the girl decided not to ever stay again they would fess up.

I think the worst thing they ever did, though I would give anything to go back to that day, is when my father was in the hospital and dieing, by now we are adults, we would all go off for a break and run around the hospital like teenagers. My brothers manage to get ahold of something that looked like a toe tag, and they said lets push you around talking bout me, and make it look like we are taking you somewhere, you can even pretend you are dead. So like a dummy, I layed on a gerny. They roled me down to the morg area. There was a man in there and I think he knew what they were up to because he let them in, they roled me into the morg. Now I never saw a dead body, but the place smelled affaul. I was just laying there about to cry and the man started laughing. He helped me off the gerny and then he said they were holding my brothers outside because it was a violation of hospital code to let anyone in the morg that was not orthorized. We told them our father was in the hospital there. The man called down to the room, and asked if he knew us, my dad asked two boys and a girl? yes. Are they into mischief? yes. He said yes those are my kids you would have thought by now they would have grown up a bit. My father died three weeks latter, and my older brother two years after that. Car accident. I would give anything to have them teasing me again. My other brother has never teased a person sense, I don't know if is because my oldest was the ring leader or because he misses him and that brings back memories. Funny you should ask such a question, this is annivery of my oldest brothers death.

Answer 6

I got the type writer all the time! However, I got the spit dangle in the face once. One tme he tried it, I said I'm going to puke, he wouldn't stop, so I did - on him. I never got it again. He also, punched me in the thigh, knuckle punch me, and basically ripped all my barbies apart. Big brothers are a pain - but now he married my best friend and is a good friend.

Answer 7

My husband had two older brothers and he told me his older brother with bad breath would hold him down and lick his face making him so sick to his stomach.

Now, my husband just a few days ago ate some columbian fried ants...these things were huge and then decided he wanted a kiss. I fought with all my might and of course lost, ew.

Answer 8

What is the typewriter?! i have to know! cause i have no idea what you are talking about. But when i was 5 my 2 older sisters woke me up early one morning and rushed to dress me and rushed me to eat breakfast and wait outside for the bus and i did that and no bus came after waiting a long time so i went inside the house to see my sisters laughing hard saying it was saturday! and they had fun watching me wait. My older brother also had his hand filled with warts and if we didn't give him our pop and chips he would scare us and make us cry with his wart filled hand lol!

Answer 9

Well my brother wasn't so bad, it was my cousins. When we'd stay at their house, they'd short-sheet my bed, take plastic wrap and wrap the shower head up so the water wouldn't come out. they also taped up my lotion and sunscreen, and anything else that came out of a bottle. They still do!!

Answer 10

my big brother used to tickle me so hard I'd cry or pee. he also made me go out on the roof to get a ball and then closed the window so I couldn't get back in. I still can't stand hieghts higher than a stepladder and its 40 years later.

Answer 11

One thing that I did to my brothers (I was the only girl) was if they made me mad, I would not let them know that I was mad. I made it seem like everything was okay. Then right before they went to bed, I would spray their beds (sheets, pillows, and matress) with body spray. This way, they would have to smell it when they went to bed. They HATED the smell of my body sprays! They soon learned to not make me mad! LOL! We all laugh about it now!