As a youth, age 6-40

Really Shortened Really abridged version:

It was my older brother(s) {{3}} Imagination/Fantasies {{family of 12 kidds}}
They both told me GawdAwful stories about their adventures, exploits of daring, drunkenness, sexual prowess with women, riding motorcycles, fighting {grizzly bear like} men and just about every other experience a guy could aspire to.
OOPS, OOPS, OOPS
I tried to best or equal them.
By the time I was 19 I’d been
Beaten by big guys
Broken a few bones on motorcycle(s)
Had my ass kicked by 4 husbands
Had my ass kick by numerous fathers and boyfriends.
Barfed in almost every imaginable location{porches, back seats, police stations, etc}
Then I turned 41:
Had some experience…
Tried every thing they said to have done…
Knew them better…
None of em coulda done any of it…

Moral “O” story…
Little brothers need to develop a high gain bullshit filter early on…
My uncle Charlie didn’t tell me to beware of BBEEEEEEEG Brothers…
The good part is I can still walk, both eyes work, after standing next to speakers at many concerts I can sorta hear, and both my hands still work
Watta ya want?