It was lots of little explosive things.

We road together for work, which consisted of driving to the train, parking and riding the same train together. This rather easy arrangement would often end in YUGE fights about: -Me parking in the "wrong" spot -Me pushing my way onto a train or be late and get fired. -Me sitting on the train (when there wasn't a seat for him) -Me not helping him find his other sock (while I was getting my self ready for work).

And other small things like that I took a new job he wanted (but had no means to get there), my brother got an Xbox for Christmas and he got a sweater (things from my parents), my job had opening but required a certain skill and I didn't hook him up, he fell in the shower while jerking off and it was my fault for being asleep, he left porn on the Wii and was embarrassed when someone turned the channel to Aux cord and revealed it.

And when I say got mad I mean: Cut my shoes up, break my Zune, destroy my things, spit on my furniture, smash my bong, all around throw a tantrum.

So it was that stuff.