..andit was my 11 yr old brother The little b*****d was being an arsewipe, refusing to go to school etc (like most days). He then attacked my mum as she tried herding him into the car so I interviened. He then started faliling out, so I socked him one, at which point the little syco legged it to the kitchen draw, hauled out a massive, sharp, pointy kinfe and charged my direction. No need to say I ran the other way with this fat b*****d chasing me - I could see in his face he was intent on sticking me one. Any I manged to get myself stuck behind a door and eventually disarm him. The worst news is though, I punched him again and in the prcoess I thik I've bust something in my knuckle, it REALLY hurts (no more than a slit jugular though I bet). Whats with kids these days?