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I talked to my mom tonight. It went pretty good. No awkward silences or any of the hibby jibby crap.

So, my little brother broke up with his girlfriend a couple of days ago and according to my mom she showed up last night to talk to him. They started arguing and she ended up taking off her shoe and wailing on him. Mind you he has two new tattoos. My mom goes outside and tells her she needs to leave. She then says she is too upset to drive home so she calls someone to come get her. My mom goes back inside and about ten minutes later hears my brother yelling again. She goes outside and some guy who came to get my brothers girlfriend has got a knife pulled on my bro. My mom grabs a board and tells this punk ass kid that he needs to get the fuck out of there. He smarts off and she says either you get the hell out of here or im going to go inside and get my gun and blow your goddamn brains out. So, the kid's girlfriend pulls him into the car and they all three leave.

Figures i leave and all the exciting shit happens. It was like an episode of cops. Im kinda glad i wasnt there. Cause i dont have common sense when it comes to stuff like that. I would have tried to kill the kid, knife or no knife. A few years ago this guy in a truck ran my brother off the road when he was riding his bike. He almost killed my brother. So, when we were all standing around with the cops giving the report. I run over to this 6 foot something 250 pound guy and start slinging punches and kicking and screaming, "im gonna kill you mother fucker." My dad and the cop that was there had to pull me off him and put me in the back of the cop car until everything was taken care of. My brother might be an ass sometimes but you do not fuck with him. (even though he is twice my size) I still am very protective not that he really needs it.