We were playing Street Fighter II on Genesis and he got pissed and threw the controller down and the casing cracked.
I immediately grabbed the half full bottle of Southern Comfort and smashed it across his forehead. he rolled sideways off the couch screaming some sissy shit about "wah my face is bleedin i have glass in my eyes I think I need to get to the emergency room blah blah" I then jabbed the broken end of the bottle into his kidney and twisted untill the shards were broken off in his skin and then dropped one knee over his neck and hammer punched him repeatedly in the left side of his ear and jaw.
Last I saw he was limping home crying with a little blood coming from his nose mouth ear and eyes oh boohoo you little prick.
Turns out the controller was fine I just had to snap it back together lucky for him.
I think he died later in the ER or something I didnt hear all of it cuz I was busy watching TV.
Man those were the days.. to be 13 years old again....