Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Bring home butter

THAT was the text Stoney sent yesterday. Not "please bring home butter." He accused me of using what remained so he demanded.....FUCK YOU KID. I called, told him the very least he could do was say "please." THAT was the watershed moment. He went OFF. Same old shit, you killed, you___________ you____________, you've heard it all before. He hung up repeatedly, typical brat bullshit. I finally told him if he fucked with anything, he was on the street, that his behavior has become wildly inappropriate-and that if he'd only ask in a humane way, he could have anything. He responded "fuck you, I'll have Jeff buy it if you don't." My response: "move in with him." He continued, "I'm gonna kill myself" (ok, point being?????????) and the rest of his usual crap, avoiding the issues. I asked why he needed a lift to social security-he said he didn't have $$$ for a metrocard. Remember the x-box? PS4? x-box #2? When I came home and found him and his friends drinking a bottle of Jack? Bet he wished he had that $ now.  Plenty for weed, nothing now, sucks for you kiddo.

Get home, he punched holes in my bookcase. Destroyed HIS bookcase, broke the banister. I pulled his internet, told him he has a week to fix the banister, or he loses internet. He was told the next negative word he utters will result in his homelessness.

I took the butter I brought home, threw it out. He went to the garbage to retrieve it (nice job there kid, hope you're proud). Went, again, threw it out, opened.

I pay all the bills, provide a roof. He destroys the bathroom, living room, his room, garage door, bookcase, and 2 cars. Nice.

Enjoy what you got kid, nothing. A lice infested bed and no drugs.

Just          like         mommy

***Keep hangin' with Lisa n' Jeff, when they're gone what will you have? More people sick of your asking THEM to do your shopping.

1)Internet goes
2)He goes.

Enough. Everyone I encounter tells me the same "kick the asshole out."

"Mommy_____________Mommy__________It's dead. STILL dead, will continue to BE dead.

Even the dog didn't want any part of him.

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