Reminds me of the game, “Stuntman,” my older brother taught me when I was in pre-school. I was so excited he wanted to play with me. He sat me down at the top of the main staircase and instructed, “when I snap this rubber-band in your back, roll yourself down the stairs like you’ve been shot.” Mom only let him play one round. Then yelled at me for being so naive. It was my first inkling my brother had a death-wish in for me.
Reminds me of the game, “Stuntman,” my older brother taught me when I was in pre-school. I was so excited he wanted to play with me. He sat me down at the top of the main staircase and instructed, “when I snap this rubber-band in your back, roll yourself down the stairs like you’ve been shot.” Mom only let him play one round. Then yelled at me for being so naive. It was my first inkling my brother had a death-wish in for me.