I've found out why my uncle is such an asshole...
He listens to Michael fucking Savage. IT MAKES SENSE NOW how he is convinced he's smarter than everyone else, even though half the shit he says MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE. I spent the entire ride home listening to a bunch of idiots bitch about Obama's stimulus bill with my hand wrapped so tightly around my pocketbook handle that I have marks on my hand. I heard more bullshit in a five-minute drive from the hospital than I've heard in eight years from Bush's presidency.
Bastard also bought McDonald's for me and my dad for dinner and then proceeded to bitch about my weight to my mother while we were eating in the hospital room. I wanted to punch him out and shove the rest of the cheeseburgers and fries down his smarmy little throat, then throw him bodily out of the window. (not for the first time this week, either) It's MY body, you schmuck. Fuck off and drive off a cliff. Preferably a deep one. With alligators and sharks. That shoot lasers.
On the bright side, MY MOMMY IS FINALLY COMING HOME FROM THE HOSPITAL TOMORROW! I'll be sane and happy for the first time in a goddamn week. I don't give a shit about my insane uncle or where he gets his bullshit ideas from, MY MOM IS COMING HOME FROM THE HOSPITAL.
I don't give a shit what my uncle tries to do to separate me and my parents, I still love them more than I'll EVER love him. He fucking HATES that my mother and I are close, and he'll try anything to make me hate her. Hasn't worked yet.
Bastard also bought McDonald's for me and my dad for dinner and then proceeded to bitch about my weight to my mother while we were eating in the hospital room. I wanted to punch him out and shove the rest of the cheeseburgers and fries down his smarmy little throat, then throw him bodily out of the window. (not for the first time this week, either) It's MY body, you schmuck. Fuck off and drive off a cliff. Preferably a deep one. With alligators and sharks. That shoot lasers.
On the bright side, MY MOMMY IS FINALLY COMING HOME FROM THE HOSPITAL TOMORROW! I'll be sane and happy for the first time in a goddamn week. I don't give a shit about my insane uncle or where he gets his bullshit ideas from, MY MOM IS COMING HOME FROM THE HOSPITAL.
I don't give a shit what my uncle tries to do to separate me and my parents, I still love them more than I'll EVER love him. He fucking HATES that my mother and I are close, and he'll try anything to make me hate her. Hasn't worked yet.
