If you want the stories of an angry testosterone filled 18 year old adult male, then keep reading, if not, then go fuck yourself.

Saturday, 24 July 2010

My mother is a little bit like nuke.
Sometimes she can be genuinely nice, and useful. But usually she's highly dangerous, explosive, a massive bitch and a waste of space.

I was busy earlier having a bit of fun on my beloved Assassins Creed, by far the greatest game i've ever played and will ever play, when she decided to start the rant.
'Do something constructive'.
'I am doing something constructive'.
'No you're not, you're playing on some silly game who noone cares about but yourself'.
'Not true, over 50 million units of this game and its original have been sold, not including the Nintendo DS and iPhone apps, therefore if you look at it, there is a good chance that i'm not the only person on the planet playing this game... and also that several million people care about this game'.
'I'm not arguing with you, stop playing it'.
'No, what are you going to do, physically take the controller out of my hands? haha, you're pathetic'
'No i'm not, you're the pathetic one, all you care about is this stupid game and you don't care about me or anyone else in this family. All you do is lounge around all day and do nothing, your completely useless.......'
(her little rant continues)
And so she ran out the room crying, having attempted to attack me, picks up a plate and smashes it before crying some more. My dad runs in, asks her what is wrong, at which point she says that she never wanted a son, she hates me, wishes she had more children, and that he is a bastard for not letting her have more children.
He promptly ignores her, walks into the lounge and asks if i fancy a round of COD.

Haha, what a stupid bitch.

She's been trying to be nice, put her fuse is too short, and she snaps at the most ridiculous things. She doesn't want me going out into rugby or leamington incase i 'get stabbed'.
What a joke, i can handle myself, as has been seen before. I'm not some little pussy. I'm huge, people avoid me, and people who used think me someone to pray on have left me alone since they realised i can and will fight back and am not the easy target that the wanted me to be.

Anyway, im off for a bbq.

C.V.A.D

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