The Holidays and strangling yer relatives.
 

I sent a care package to a less than fortunate relative. I have since determined that the relative has less than both oars in the water. Yes, worse than me.....bite me Sid.

I knew there were "issues"....which included a foil helmet and she is an offspring to weird Uncle Don.

The stooped twit gave me a PO Box......

OK, the box isn't in her name. USPS has heightened HL Security crap and ya needs ID to pick anything up. She wrote the wrong zip code down......she won't answer the phone or texts.....won't show ID and refuses to print out the delivery receipt.

"I" made a phone call. Located the box, told them to Return to Sender.

Now she has d-friended me on FB and called the short bus relatives that I am a dick......life is good. Gonna have a cocktail, have unprotected sex and mark this as a good day.....

So, I saved myself a homicide rap.....and lost 10+ mouth breathers on FB.

Sounds like you did not loose much of a relationship & you improved your life as well.

Thanks at the end of this one week of total BS. I finally feel better.

BTW, the weird uncle...below.



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Not a complete weirdo, at least he picked the right gender arse to sit on his face. :D

Secret witness protection program.... he's doing it wrong. :)

By the way, apropos of nothing in peculiar.... I hear Washington State is hiring environmental quality control inspectors to inspect the new marijuana production sites. They don't want people inhaling bugs or chemicals or Uncle Donny's secret kickapoo joy juice.

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The Donald put a wide bore under his chin and toe pulled it.

Bet he won't do that again.

I have the clean up bill if he ever shows up......wanker.

BTW, Sam, good to hear you be alive. No one else let's me pee their lawn anymore.

You turned your back on her because she's stooped? Dude that's harsh. ;)

I think most people know you can't fix stooped.....and I put up with a lot.

The scorn from my tweeker relatives is the issue. It gave me the excuse to dump the whiney little bastards of FB.

One of them burnt my ski lodge down cooking da stuff......since they all look alike I don't know who did it.

Today was a good day. The gal pal is due home....Myer's and OJ. She like Scotch and sofa.

:eek::eek::eek: whaaaat?

Less stress is best in life no matter who's DNA is related. ;)

Sounds like it worked out for the better.