abolish the weak
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So I just had this knock down, drag out, blowout fight with my wife. The argument was over her bitch mother and grandmother calling her all the time when she's with me. I work 2 jobs, one which requires me to be away for 24 hr shifts, and it never fails, every time I'm home with my wife and step daughter either her mother and/or grandmother are calling her up. If she does not answer her cell they immediately call the house. They live on the same street as us (big fucking mistake) and as soon as the car either leaves or comes home(our car) here comes the phone ringing off the hook. IMO they are inconsiderate bitches who need fucking lives of their own. I am gone from home all the time, there are enough opportunities they can call and speak to my wife and not interrupt my time with them. So tonight it just pushed me over the edge. My wife was crying and really upset, and she's pregnant and really does not need stress like that of an argument right now. But to her it's MY FAULT. No, I said you know who's fault it is? It's their fault, because none of this shit would be happening if they knew when to back the fuck off. My stepdaughter was crying and scared because she sat there and saw this argument and I tend to have a very deep, threatening voice when
I raise it (which is hardly ever) The poor kid say's mommy how come every time I come home he's yelling and in a bad mood? I wish I could just say to the kid "look, your grandma is a fucking nuisance and your great grandma can kiss my ass" but they dont understand all of that. I told my wife in a couple years after I can straighten my credit back out she can kiss this house goodbye. I'm not putting up with this shit any longer than I have to. And to top it off, I have a mildly retarded idiot living to the house to the right of me who can't take a fucking hint and leave me alone. I'm mowing my lawn the other day and the dipshit walks over and sits there on my porch and watches for about 10 minutes. He finally gets the hint I'm not shutting my mower off to talk to him, the fucking sun is going down and I had shit to do. God damn my street and damn her family!! But I'm the bad guy here, WTF
I raise it (which is hardly ever) The poor kid say's mommy how come every time I come home he's yelling and in a bad mood? I wish I could just say to the kid "look, your grandma is a fucking nuisance and your great grandma can kiss my ass" but they dont understand all of that. I told my wife in a couple years after I can straighten my credit back out she can kiss this house goodbye. I'm not putting up with this shit any longer than I have to. And to top it off, I have a mildly retarded idiot living to the house to the right of me who can't take a fucking hint and leave me alone. I'm mowing my lawn the other day and the dipshit walks over and sits there on my porch and watches for about 10 minutes. He finally gets the hint I'm not shutting my mower off to talk to him, the fucking sun is going down and I had shit to do. God damn my street and damn her family!! But I'm the bad guy here, WTF