Busted...
Back in Melbourne, my youngest bro', Justin, 's been in trouble at school, this week, for spray painting graffiti onto the roof of the gym*.
Dad wanted me to tell him why Justin would be doing that, figuring that since Justin skips class all the time and I used to to (though I avoided being caught) I would know. However, I wasn't into graffiti, probably because I wasn't allowed to have spray paint. Mum and Dad used to let Justin have spray paint for art.
I just threw chairs at people. Maybe that was because Mum and Dad let me have chairs. All their fault!

*That's a pretty weird place to do graffiti isn't it? Hardly anyone would see it unless they went over in a helicopter.