...and wouldn't mind sharing?
Post the most diabolical (involving elaborate schemes) and/or randomly cruel (like grabbing an elderly person and screaming in their face), preferably of the "you can't make this stuff up" variety.
I'm not particular sadistic, so I can only think of and contribute two cases from my boyhood which both involved my brother, who I apparently had it in for. I'm not proud of them, but I've since been reformed!
Mean Deed Number One (1)
Once upon a lazy Sunday afternoon when I was eleven or so, I went with my mom, dad and sister to a sports card exhibition held at my high school, which was a walking distance away. My brother (a year and a half younger than me) wanted to stay home by himself, so he was told not to go outside answer the door for strangers and that we'd be back in two hours. So we walked to the card show, and after a hour I decided I wanted to walk home early.
As I approached the household door, I got the idea to play a trick on my brother, complete with devilish grin, no doubt. I started ringing the doorbell and knocking on the door--sometimes furiously, other times softly and periodically--and every time my brother asked "Who is it?" I stayed completely silent and hid below the door's spy hole.
After about fifteen minutes of this, he started crying--I still to this day don't know who he thought wanted in--but I kept on with it for five more minutes before my sister appeared, walking home early as well. She joined in on the action, and for five more minutes this continued--us crouching below the spy hole and desperately trying to hold in our laughter--before we got tired of it and said it was us. "HAHAHAHAHA!"--we walked in with uproarious laughter.
The best/worst thing (depending on how you look at it) was that my brother was so embarrassed/relieved that he didn't tell my parents.
To assist your envisioning of the scene, here a picture of us from just after that time frame.
[Me, sister, brother; we were like the Animaniacs]
Mean Deed Number Two (2)
One time my brother did some really stupid thing that irritated me, so I found, took and hid his wallet. I let him go on for days having no idea where his life savings went, even to the point that he told my parents that his wallet was missing (and received chastising for his irresponsibility) before I triumphantly arrived on the scene, having "found" his wallet crammed between some papers in his dresser drawer. I was declared a hero.
How mean are you?!
Post the most diabolical (involving elaborate schemes) and/or randomly cruel (like grabbing an elderly person and screaming in their face), preferably of the "you can't make this stuff up" variety.
I'm not particular sadistic, so I can only think of and contribute two cases from my boyhood which both involved my brother, who I apparently had it in for. I'm not proud of them, but I've since been reformed!
Mean Deed Number One (1)
Once upon a lazy Sunday afternoon when I was eleven or so, I went with my mom, dad and sister to a sports card exhibition held at my high school, which was a walking distance away. My brother (a year and a half younger than me) wanted to stay home by himself, so he was told not to go outside answer the door for strangers and that we'd be back in two hours. So we walked to the card show, and after a hour I decided I wanted to walk home early.
As I approached the household door, I got the idea to play a trick on my brother, complete with devilish grin, no doubt. I started ringing the doorbell and knocking on the door--sometimes furiously, other times softly and periodically--and every time my brother asked "Who is it?" I stayed completely silent and hid below the door's spy hole.
After about fifteen minutes of this, he started crying--I still to this day don't know who he thought wanted in--but I kept on with it for five more minutes before my sister appeared, walking home early as well. She joined in on the action, and for five more minutes this continued--us crouching below the spy hole and desperately trying to hold in our laughter--before we got tired of it and said it was us. "HAHAHAHAHA!"--we walked in with uproarious laughter.The best/worst thing (depending on how you look at it) was that my brother was so embarrassed/relieved that he didn't tell my parents.
To assist your envisioning of the scene, here a picture of us from just after that time frame.
[Me, sister, brother; we were like the Animaniacs]
Mean Deed Number Two (2)
One time my brother did some really stupid thing that irritated me, so I found, took and hid his wallet. I let him go on for days having no idea where his life savings went, even to the point that he told my parents that his wallet was missing (and received chastising for his irresponsibility) before I triumphantly arrived on the scene, having "found" his wallet crammed between some papers in his dresser drawer. I was declared a hero.
How mean are you?!
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