After a few weeks he started testing how much alcohol he could get away with drinking without getting violently ill. That was fun.
My brother did the same. My sister's theory that he can't even use mouthwash is more than a little bit rose-colored.
Christ on a poptart, I just hope he doesn't try *today.* My SiL isn't the type to have sporks on hand though potentially she will have a corkscrew which would be plenty painful and poetic to kill the diabetic alcoholic with barware.
I'm trying to vent my rage and frustration now so that I can be zen calm once I am there.
My SiL isn't the type to have sporks on hand though potentially she will have a corkscrew which would be plenty painful and poetic to kill the diabetic alcoholic with barware.
If it were
candy
barware that would be EVEN BETTER.
The cops would be talking about that shit for years.(takes notes)
I figure if you are going to premeditate a killing, might as well give it some flair.
I need to shower and get ready. When I was talking to my sister this morning she asked what I got the neicelet. "I don't know yet."
My brother did the same. My sister's theory that he can't even use mouthwash is more than a little bit rose-colored.
The first day, maybe. After that though, all bets are off. Much ~ma to your sister. For your nephew's sake.
Cass - vent, baby, vent. I am guessing you have to be the sane one ...
Then please, please, please let this be the first day. I foresee some Googling of Antabuse later. I know very little about it.
Really off to get ready now.
Strength and good fortune to you and your family, Cass.
And to yours, Cashmere!
edited because I read Beep Me.
Oh, man. Cashmere and Cass, I'm so sorry.