- locked - I fucking hate my brother. He screws up his life, makes mistakes left and right, games the system, and it always works out for him. Somebody or something always saves his ass. Sure I'm a little jealous. If I tried to pull the crap he does, or got myself into the trouble he got himself into, I'd have been disowned, in jail, or dead. I do all the right things, work my ass off, never get in any trouble, and I'm fucked. Of the three siblings, he's the one who got the most of everything poured into his sorry ass. If he hit me, I wasn't allowed to hit him back. He hit a lot. If he broke my stuff, I had to suck it up. When I competed in sports, my dad came to a couple of games or meets. But for my brother, well, he coached the team, because it was important! I busted a fog light cover on one car, once. My brother totaled three cars. Totaled them. Once by wrapping it around a tree, as I recall. I can't even count the number of times I got told I couldn'...