Oh, there was snow. They threw me in head first.
I've endured much from my brothers.
Oh the terrible stories I could tell.
Once the dog knocked me off the porch & I
bounced off the garbage cans & hit the patio.
Being the older brother, I have a few stories of torment heaped upon the heads of my sisters as well. One involving an aperitif that included floaty bits of dry dogfood and another involving the live burial of the youngest sister in a hole we were trying to dig to China.
No throwing from rooftops though.