That's pretty hardcore. I am the oldest of three brothers. Thankfully we never had weapons involved during altercations. Maybe a few bottles or objects thrown around here and there. But a machete? And a butterfly knife? And a gun?

Damn. This is probably why my dad ended up opting not to leave his hunting rifle and 9mm inside the house and kept it in storage instead. My dad always crashed the pile if we ever got into any altercations. Sometimes we would lock up on each other like a pair of fighting dogs and wouldn't let up. It wasn't until I ballooned up and grew a few inches taller that I realized my dad was just trying to prevent us from doing something stupid to each other.

Sad story though. Hate to see this kind of stuff. Blood is blood. Try to keep the peace as much as you can.

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