When I was little, my baby brother fell and rolled down the stairs. I was at the bottom of the stairs watching him roll alllll the way down and I put my arms out as if to catch him. Right when he was about to land in my arms, I moved to the side and out of the way because I thought his pain would be more funny. You know, like the looney toon cartoons!
I got beat pretty hard for not catching him, but I remember this whole thing being very funny.
AND he was fine. Just crying and boogery.
