My brother is an idiot.
For the last month (and I'm not sure what I did to deserve this) everytime I wash my clothes, my brother will wait until I put the in the dryer. After I leave the house for work, he'll take a big shit in the dryer and turn it back on. I'm not certain if it's his shit, or if he's putting our dogs shit in it, but there's usually alot so it's probably his. We're both to old to have my mother sort this out, and when I threatened to call the police, he broke into the bathroom while I was taking a bath, dumped a bag of flour all over me and hit me across the face with a belt. I chased him without any clothes on and he shoved me outside on the street (we live in a busy neighborhood) and while I was banging on the front door, he went up on the balcony and threw a chair and bedside table at me. I mean I know he's just joking around but it's a bit too much for me, I could have done without getting the flour on me.