start them here. don't forget to be mean!
This thread reminds me of a time when I was 10 years old.
My brother was almost 8 and we were always fighting, driving my Mom nuts.
One night, my Dad came home from work and gave us kid size boxing gloves.
He told us to go into the other room and really duke it out with each other.
He gave us permission to hit each other as hard as we possibly could.
Would you believe that neither one of wanted to fight anymore?