...and now, continuing the tale...
So yeah, violence ensued, Jake declares me no longer family (I laughed at this. I have tried to have this "family" member around me about as much as a cancer patient searches for nuclear testing sites), and today he called to apologize. I'm sorry, to "apologize". "I'm sorry I yelled at you, on ONE condition...."
COO-COO FOR COCOA PUFFS! MY NAME IS JAKE AND I AM COO-COO FOR COCOA PUFFS! LOGIC IS PEANUTS, THEREFOR I'M A PRINTER! GUFAW!
As if I give a FUCK about what he YELLED at me.
To the next person who is ever randomly attacked by a full grown man- if it's a full grown adult male, and they can't think logically, then they deserve whatever punishment they get. Let's say you beat the crap out of them. They deserve it. You call the police, they deserve to be taken away. I happened to be merciful enough to let the police officer leave without any formalities. With 3 simple buttons I can make Jake leave my life for at least 3 years. WORTH IT, in my opinion. Yet he still has the upper hand? Yet he's the one who's seeking redemption on the fact that he attacked me for absolutely no good reason? He can't argue, that's why he fights. I'm amazed he has the support that he DOES have on this issue. How could you convince someone, that you, as a full grown adult, attacked somebody and YOU are justified? Did I threaten Jakes children? No, of course not. He has no children. He never will either, as far as I can imagine. I don't think girls are attracted to rotten teeth. They aren't attracted to fat, either, but personally, if I had to choose between the fat chick and the former meth addict, I'd go for the fat chick. Yet therein probably lies the issue. Jake is mad because I evidently act like I'm better than he is, and I judge him unfairly. Well guess what folks? I didn't do it on purpose, but now that that certain point has been put on the table, I have no disagreements. I AM better than an alcoholic, pot head who likes to start fistfights, and likes to verbally abuse as much as possible.
Oh, I'm a pussy, too. I forgot to mention that. He could barely hit me in a one on one, so now I'm a pussy. He's spitting and snarling like an animal begging to be put down, so I call the police because I like to show that this is indeed a SERIOUS matter. I'm a pussy for trying to point that out to the psychotic nimrod. I'm just a big pussy. Who has complete control over whether or not an aggressive pot head alcoholic should go to jail or not. But I saved his ass. I fucking bailed him out and he STILL has beef. Anyone with anymore degrading comments for me, or defending comments for him? Feel free, the world isn't getting any smarter. Or more sober for that matter.
COO-COO FOR COCOA PUFFS! MY NAME IS JAKE AND I AM COO-COO FOR COCOA PUFFS! LOGIC IS PEANUTS, THEREFOR I'M A PRINTER! GUFAW!
As if I give a FUCK about what he YELLED at me.
To the next person who is ever randomly attacked by a full grown man- if it's a full grown adult male, and they can't think logically, then they deserve whatever punishment they get. Let's say you beat the crap out of them. They deserve it. You call the police, they deserve to be taken away. I happened to be merciful enough to let the police officer leave without any formalities. With 3 simple buttons I can make Jake leave my life for at least 3 years. WORTH IT, in my opinion. Yet he still has the upper hand? Yet he's the one who's seeking redemption on the fact that he attacked me for absolutely no good reason? He can't argue, that's why he fights. I'm amazed he has the support that he DOES have on this issue. How could you convince someone, that you, as a full grown adult, attacked somebody and YOU are justified? Did I threaten Jakes children? No, of course not. He has no children. He never will either, as far as I can imagine. I don't think girls are attracted to rotten teeth. They aren't attracted to fat, either, but personally, if I had to choose between the fat chick and the former meth addict, I'd go for the fat chick. Yet therein probably lies the issue. Jake is mad because I evidently act like I'm better than he is, and I judge him unfairly. Well guess what folks? I didn't do it on purpose, but now that that certain point has been put on the table, I have no disagreements. I AM better than an alcoholic, pot head who likes to start fistfights, and likes to verbally abuse as much as possible.
Oh, I'm a pussy, too. I forgot to mention that. He could barely hit me in a one on one, so now I'm a pussy. He's spitting and snarling like an animal begging to be put down, so I call the police because I like to show that this is indeed a SERIOUS matter. I'm a pussy for trying to point that out to the psychotic nimrod. I'm just a big pussy. Who has complete control over whether or not an aggressive pot head alcoholic should go to jail or not. But I saved his ass. I fucking bailed him out and he STILL has beef. Anyone with anymore degrading comments for me, or defending comments for him? Feel free, the world isn't getting any smarter. Or more sober for that matter.