[MissCheyenne]

I almost wish I could say that the fights with my brothers and sisters were just play ones but I can't. Shit got real when we were fighting. Glorious knockouts (heads slammed into toilet bowls for example) and downright nasty tactics ( my sister had a fondness for weapons, she knocked the boy next doors teeth out with a cricket bat, my other sister would throw sand from the sand pit in your eyes and then pounce on you when you were blind) were all employed to ensure that there could only be one winner.