Gibson486
Lifer
My gf's sis pissed me off for the last time.
1 simple dam rule. Do not bring guys or drugs into my place. What does she do? She brings a guy who f'n smells like he eats blunts daily. My couch now smells like a mix of ass-crack and a weed meca. This is not her first offense....it is her 10th. I have had it. Each time I tell her to not do it again....the past 2 times she told me to "shut the f up". I have had it, my gf has had it. It's 10 degrees out and we need to open the windows to air the place out because she think that by turning on the central air that all the weed smell will end up outside.
I told to her to move out by the end of tommorrow. She doesn't think I will have the guts to kick her out.
She is like, "How can you just kick me out". What? How the F can I not? You never listen. It's like a game to you. You always keep us up all night with your phone conversations even after we tell you to take it outside. When your sis tells you something, you do it. YOU BROUGHT THAT DAM GUY IN MY PLACE AND LET HIM TOUCH AND MESS AROUND WITH ALL MY GUITARS! THEN YOU LET THE GUY TALK BACK TO ME FOR NOT LETTING HIM STAY! Just be lucky I did not bash the guys face through the living room closet.
FOR HEAVEN SAKES...I GAVE YOU SHELTER AND FOOD FOR THE PAST 4 MONTH FOR A GRAND TOTAL OF $300! It's not my fault that you cannot save up money b/c you want to buy weed and alcohol. You are the one dumb enough to keep buying 3 prepaid phone cards every week.
What do I get back in return? All i get is disrespect and one very messy apartment (she never cleans after herself)
Well...the disrespect is paid back.
Here is a nasy note I wrote...I am really thinking about leaving it on her desk:
"
This is not a game. If your shit is not out by noon tomorrow, i will move it myself. Call me a bad person, call my gf a bad sis...we do not f'n care. Go call your dad, that is all you do when you are in trouble. We did not save you from your failure in Alabama to become a failure in MA. Go live with your friends and smoke blunts all day with your loser BF while you humour us all by saying you will go to college and get a pharmacy degree. You could not even make it through college algebra b/c you spent all your time getting high and drunk. If you are not willing to change your ways, you are not welcome to live under the same roof as us.
"
1 simple dam rule. Do not bring guys or drugs into my place. What does she do? She brings a guy who f'n smells like he eats blunts daily. My couch now smells like a mix of ass-crack and a weed meca. This is not her first offense....it is her 10th. I have had it. Each time I tell her to not do it again....the past 2 times she told me to "shut the f up". I have had it, my gf has had it. It's 10 degrees out and we need to open the windows to air the place out because she think that by turning on the central air that all the weed smell will end up outside.
I told to her to move out by the end of tommorrow. She doesn't think I will have the guts to kick her out.
She is like, "How can you just kick me out". What? How the F can I not? You never listen. It's like a game to you. You always keep us up all night with your phone conversations even after we tell you to take it outside. When your sis tells you something, you do it. YOU BROUGHT THAT DAM GUY IN MY PLACE AND LET HIM TOUCH AND MESS AROUND WITH ALL MY GUITARS! THEN YOU LET THE GUY TALK BACK TO ME FOR NOT LETTING HIM STAY! Just be lucky I did not bash the guys face through the living room closet.
FOR HEAVEN SAKES...I GAVE YOU SHELTER AND FOOD FOR THE PAST 4 MONTH FOR A GRAND TOTAL OF $300! It's not my fault that you cannot save up money b/c you want to buy weed and alcohol. You are the one dumb enough to keep buying 3 prepaid phone cards every week.
What do I get back in return? All i get is disrespect and one very messy apartment (she never cleans after herself)
Well...the disrespect is paid back.
Here is a nasy note I wrote...I am really thinking about leaving it on her desk:
"
This is not a game. If your shit is not out by noon tomorrow, i will move it myself. Call me a bad person, call my gf a bad sis...we do not f'n care. Go call your dad, that is all you do when you are in trouble. We did not save you from your failure in Alabama to become a failure in MA. Go live with your friends and smoke blunts all day with your loser BF while you humour us all by saying you will go to college and get a pharmacy degree. You could not even make it through college algebra b/c you spent all your time getting high and drunk. If you are not willing to change your ways, you are not welcome to live under the same roof as us.
"
