Thread by @No7Sammy

Storytime from my childhood - When I was 13 and my younger brother was 8, we used to fight and argue all the time, you know, as siblings do.

I'll set the scene, it's 10am, I was playing @CrashBandicoot, and he wanted to play @EASPORTSFIFA.

Obviously I told him, in no uncertain terms, that he could fuck right off if he thought I was gunna turn off my game so he could play. His solution was to come back 5 minutes later, all non-chalent, turn off the PS1 and run away.

Obviously he hadn't thought it through beyond turning off the console: not only was I 5 years older, but i was bare foot and he had socks on.

As he slipped and slid down the hallways laminate floor, I was sure-footed and purposeful. I had chased him down before he reached the safety of the lockable bathroom door.

Absolutely astounded by the utter balls on this kid, I figured I had to teach him a lesson... But how?

As I was debating the best course of action - he wriggled free, and ran out into the back garden.

*I should mention at this point that it was the summer holidays, and we were home alone. No parents were coming to his rescue.

I grabbed a roll of sellotape off the side, and chased him into the yard where my 5 extra turns round the sun again paid dividends (although being barefoot did not!)

Oh... he was gunna learn today...

When I finally caught him, after 15 minutes of doing loops round the patio set, I plonked him down in one of the chairs and whipped out the sellotape.

His eyes widened as he realised what was about to happen.

Sitting on him to stop him wriggling free again, I taped him to the chair from head to toe, and went back to my game.

And I mean REALLY taped him. Houdini couldnt have got out of it!

Anyway... the long and short of it is that I totally forgot he was out there. Our parents returned at 7pm to find him asleep, in the garden, exhausted from 9 hours of struggling to get free.

And I spent the rest of the holidays not able to play Crash Bandicoot.