That **** was hilarious.
I guess I can tell you the reason why he was so mad. I was smoking reefer in my basement while my parents where in their bedroom which is on the second floor. I thought it was straight, since they RARELY come downstairs, so I started blazing away.
The door opens and I freak out. I start spraying Febreeze and odor-eater everywhere. Turns out it was my brother, so I started to relax. That's when he flips out and starts interrogating me. A little into the conversation, he gets frustrated and kicks the living **** out of my gamecube. I watch it slide across the entire basement floor like "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..............KABLAOOOW!" eventually stopping by hitting a metal support beam.
I was like "What the **** are you doing?" That's when he starts to yell at me, saying that I'm a dumbass this and a jackass that. Tensions rise and it gets heated. The back and forth continues until he picks up a near by golf club and holds it next to the side of my head. That's when I said "What are you going to do with that, besides make me mad?"
Literally drooling with anger, he threw the club away and went upstairs. Weird thing is, I think I blacked out because my friends had to remind me about what happened.
Crazy highschool days...