God damn they're gonna hurt each other one day. But... I'mguilty of the same. When I was a kid we had a real ring in our back yard and my brother and I would kill each other daily. And that was when we were little and weren't smart to wrestling being a work. We were shooting and the mother fucker would always beat me with a small package. When we got smart and learned to work we had some good matches. To this day my brother still throws a hell of a superkick.
