You already headbutted my nose, scratched my left hand, kicked me in the back and punched me on my arm. Oh and don't forget sticking out your tongue numerous times.
My left hand still stings. My nose aches if I press on it. I think Coco's scratches hurt less. And she has sharp claws.
And then I can't retaliate. You will always cry. I can't pull your hair, nor smack you on your tummy, nor give you a wedgie.
This is exactly why I hate brothers.
One day to go before you...
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