When I was a kid I had a bicycle.
My sister cried to my parents “let me ride Dan’s bicycle”.
I was angry and I told her “I hope you crash”.
She crashed, and had to be taken to the ER, chipped tooth.
That’s a CURSE. That’s CURSING.
When I was a boy, my “evil sister” was pissing me off …
She was standing on the deck of our second house, being a bitch.
I took the hose and sprayed the hornets nest in the cedar stump.
The hornets went after my yelling, EVIL, sister …
THAT was GAME THEORY.