fuck you bob
so my dads asshole brother bob sent me yet another gift card for christmas. for wal*mart.
initially i didnt like him because of the way he treated my grand mother while i was visiting at 13. it seemed that he was a verbally abusive husband, and not a loving live in son, who traded his mother good company for her delicious home cooked meals.
then when i got old enough that he stopped sending me toys from radio shack and satarted sending gift cards instead i really started to detest the bastard. last i remember it was gift cards for old navy, now it's wal*mart... the toilet is being flushed.
i asked my pops to give him a polite "thanks but no thanks... stop sending gift cards," but i dont think he was willing to talk to his brother about his sons unwillingness to except his gifts. maybe his bro was always an ass and he just didnt want to talk to him.
so now i'm gonna have to do it, and i wont be nice. i'll have to find out when his birthday is, and send him a gift card for hot topic, and a little thank you card that says i think he's the most beautiful whore ever to sell their cunt for candy canes and licorice.
the guy can make beautiful things with wood, but can he figure out i mean fuck you?
initially i didnt like him because of the way he treated my grand mother while i was visiting at 13. it seemed that he was a verbally abusive husband, and not a loving live in son, who traded his mother good company for her delicious home cooked meals.
then when i got old enough that he stopped sending me toys from radio shack and satarted sending gift cards instead i really started to detest the bastard. last i remember it was gift cards for old navy, now it's wal*mart... the toilet is being flushed.
i asked my pops to give him a polite "thanks but no thanks... stop sending gift cards," but i dont think he was willing to talk to his brother about his sons unwillingness to except his gifts. maybe his bro was always an ass and he just didnt want to talk to him.
so now i'm gonna have to do it, and i wont be nice. i'll have to find out when his birthday is, and send him a gift card for hot topic, and a little thank you card that says i think he's the most beautiful whore ever to sell their cunt for candy canes and licorice.
the guy can make beautiful things with wood, but can he figure out i mean fuck you?