Stoney's XBox had the Red Ring of Death. Been asking him to call his brotherfromanothermother (he had the same prob, mailed his unit for repair) to get the details re: where to send it.....Of course, nothing. So, one of the work peeps' sons does this crap, he looked at it, pronounced it indeed dead, and said repair: $150, new unit: $300+. Of course, I paid to have it sent for repair. I tell Stoney this, and...a word of thanks? No, disappointment. "I could'a called and...." and what, do the same he's done since it broke (over a month ago?) ...nothing. So, again, the good guy gets fucked. I tried to make him happy, I should've known better than to write a script. This was exactly the feeling I had when Shebitch first went off on me: there I was, expecting to get motherfucking father of the decade for taking care of literally everything/single parenting, instead, all my friends (and family!!!) are turned against me.
Amazing.
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