This Troper and her brother are having kind of a musical rivalry - she's playing guitar, he's playing hurdy-gurdy and we made a bet who's going to be a world-famous rock star first. We're constantly making fun of each other as This Troper can play some cool melodies and knows the basic chords while being completly ignorant on the theoretic field (not even reading notes) and her brother knows a lot about theory and plays from notes, but does that about once in a month. We're both joyfully not talented.

This troper and her little brother have been squabbling on and off since they were little kids, and she's still occasionally startled to find that the AnnoyingYoungerSibling she used to have armpit-fart contests with is now old enough to drink. She still keenly remembers the meanest thing she ever intentionally did to him.... the two of them were scheduled to get some sort of shot that day, and this troper went first. While in there, she had an evil brainstorm. Cue exiting the room and telling nervous baby brother that she couldn't feel her arm. The doc had to get six nurses to hold said brother down so that he could be given his shot. This troper is extremely thankful her brother remembers none of this.

This troper's brother seems to work at keeping the animosity alive; which is doubly irritating because we're both grown men who should know better, and he's a ''United States Marine'' on top of that (so much for discipline). His favorite tactic of late seems to be "jokes" where the punchline is "big brother is irritated now", then getting offended when I'm irritated with him for going out of his way to irritate me.

My older brother LOVES barging into my room when I'm not decent, starting a onesided pillow fight, then trying to smother me! Yes, you read that right! SMOTHER. I think he may be part of what made me a Mind Screw Sadist, I can't fight back physically, but mentally/verbally works just fine.

I have a rather low-key case of this with my brother (he's 4 years older than me). We keep the competition within the video game realm, where our win-lose ratio in StreetFighter and GuiltyGear goes back and forth. Still, because I see him as TheAce, I can't help but feel a little envious at times...and I had an especially bad case of it during my college years.

This troper spent the last week with the creator of this article and his brother. Nothing quite relaxes the mind for spring break than your father and uncle talking all week about the metatroping jokes, trying to out-rival each other.