No Respect
This is a rant. If your not interested in it then go do something else, I wont hold anything against you. If your still sticking around, mabey you might find it entertaining.
Once upon a time, in a magical far off place called "Super happy go lucky fun la la land" there was a peaceful village where everyone had a few shreds of common courtesy. This village was attacked by raiders that raped, tourchered and killed all the villagers and burt their village to the ground. There where no survivers and soon, and remnants of the village where gone, and nobody alive knew it ever existed. This is a fictional story, a story written in a book. A book of which all copies where either burned or torn up and used as toilet paper.
Meanwhile, back in the real world, my uncle moved back from Vegas with his kids. They moved in about 2 miles from my place, which is nice because now I can drop whatever I'm doing and chauffeur his kids around to wherever they want while he gets drunk. And babysit them just about every day.
Or at least thats the way it was, now he is moving back to Vegas because he can't find work here. :w00t:
Oh wait, hes leaving his kids here. :getlost:
So now I get to deal with two poorly parented kids round the clock for god knows how long. These kids are 13 and 15, and obsessed with smoking. Because its "cool". Their not my kids, and their dad lets them smoke, and so does their mom when their with her. So I honestly don't care, only now they wont stop pestering me to buy them smokes. They better get used to cold turkey because that isnt happening.
So anyway, theyve moved in, and made themselves quite at home. They act like they own the place, never ask to use any of my things, rummage through my stuff and never feel like the day is complete unless theyve broken something. The 13 year old really likes CoD4, so I let him play online ON MY ACCOUNT. Thats quite generous, is it not? I won't allow him to use the headset, because he can't stop himself from using the word "nigga" in every sentence when he is killed, gets a kill, or is told to STFU. So he plays CoD4 all day, dragging my profile through the mud along with him. I am greated to my xbox with messages from stangers telling me to "go back to halo". When I tell him to get off the xbox I'm being "rude" or "treating him like ****".
He mouths off to me when I tell him to respect my account, but I have to be nice to him anyway. If I yell at him or try to talk to him like a reasonable person he just laughs. Neither of them respect any of the house rules, or any sort of athority. The 15 year old dresses like a slut, smokes like a chimmeny, and isn't afraid to spend other peoples money. Oh and of course as you might remember, she infected my computer with quite a bit of spyware.
Oh, and lets not forget about their pets. Next to my bed I have 4 snakes. My pet snake, and his 3. And lets not forget about their yappy little p*** factory chuwawa. I hope my dog eats it. I actually feel sorry for the poor thing, it sleeps with me rather than them every chance it gets. They have cats too, but they can't come over here. On the upside I don't have to put up with cats, the downside is I have to go over there every day to tend to them.
I could go on, but this is getting quite lengthy so I'll stop. Needless to say, I think it would be a good investment on my part to get the 13 year old an xbox live account, just so he will stay the hell off mine. I could make rules, or try to dissipline them, but it doenst work. I could put a password on the xbox and computer, but that would just make them mad. When their happy they have no respect for my things, I wouldnt want to anger the little brats.
Anyway they can't get out of here soon enough. And when they leave I hope the door doesnt hit them on the arse on they way out. Knowing them it would just fall off its hinges. I'm done trying to parent them (apperently their father gave up quite a while ago) at this point I just want to occupy them and keep them the hell away from my things.
Thank all that is good and holy school starts tommorow. I might actually get some decent sleep! That is, if they even go.
Edit: I have to give the 13 year old some credit, hes an ok kid. He ticks me off from time to time but I mostly enjoy hanging out with him. Its when you throw his sister into the mix that everything blows up in your face. Without her antagonism he is quite tollerable. Their still both brats though.
This is a rant. If your not interested in it then go do something else, I wont hold anything against you. If your still sticking around, mabey you might find it entertaining.
Once upon a time, in a magical far off place called "Super happy go lucky fun la la land" there was a peaceful village where everyone had a few shreds of common courtesy. This village was attacked by raiders that raped, tourchered and killed all the villagers and burt their village to the ground. There where no survivers and soon, and remnants of the village where gone, and nobody alive knew it ever existed. This is a fictional story, a story written in a book. A book of which all copies where either burned or torn up and used as toilet paper.
Meanwhile, back in the real world, my uncle moved back from Vegas with his kids. They moved in about 2 miles from my place, which is nice because now I can drop whatever I'm doing and chauffeur his kids around to wherever they want while he gets drunk. And babysit them just about every day.
Or at least thats the way it was, now he is moving back to Vegas because he can't find work here. :w00t:
Oh wait, hes leaving his kids here. :getlost:
So now I get to deal with two poorly parented kids round the clock for god knows how long. These kids are 13 and 15, and obsessed with smoking. Because its "cool". Their not my kids, and their dad lets them smoke, and so does their mom when their with her. So I honestly don't care, only now they wont stop pestering me to buy them smokes. They better get used to cold turkey because that isnt happening.
So anyway, theyve moved in, and made themselves quite at home. They act like they own the place, never ask to use any of my things, rummage through my stuff and never feel like the day is complete unless theyve broken something. The 13 year old really likes CoD4, so I let him play online ON MY ACCOUNT. Thats quite generous, is it not? I won't allow him to use the headset, because he can't stop himself from using the word "nigga" in every sentence when he is killed, gets a kill, or is told to STFU. So he plays CoD4 all day, dragging my profile through the mud along with him. I am greated to my xbox with messages from stangers telling me to "go back to halo". When I tell him to get off the xbox I'm being "rude" or "treating him like ****".
He mouths off to me when I tell him to respect my account, but I have to be nice to him anyway. If I yell at him or try to talk to him like a reasonable person he just laughs. Neither of them respect any of the house rules, or any sort of athority. The 15 year old dresses like a slut, smokes like a chimmeny, and isn't afraid to spend other peoples money. Oh and of course as you might remember, she infected my computer with quite a bit of spyware.
Oh, and lets not forget about their pets. Next to my bed I have 4 snakes. My pet snake, and his 3. And lets not forget about their yappy little p*** factory chuwawa. I hope my dog eats it. I actually feel sorry for the poor thing, it sleeps with me rather than them every chance it gets. They have cats too, but they can't come over here. On the upside I don't have to put up with cats, the downside is I have to go over there every day to tend to them.
I could go on, but this is getting quite lengthy so I'll stop. Needless to say, I think it would be a good investment on my part to get the 13 year old an xbox live account, just so he will stay the hell off mine. I could make rules, or try to dissipline them, but it doenst work. I could put a password on the xbox and computer, but that would just make them mad. When their happy they have no respect for my things, I wouldnt want to anger the little brats.
Anyway they can't get out of here soon enough. And when they leave I hope the door doesnt hit them on the arse on they way out. Knowing them it would just fall off its hinges. I'm done trying to parent them (apperently their father gave up quite a while ago) at this point I just want to occupy them and keep them the hell away from my things.
Thank all that is good and holy school starts tommorow. I might actually get some decent sleep! That is, if they even go.
Edit: I have to give the 13 year old some credit, hes an ok kid. He ticks me off from time to time but I mostly enjoy hanging out with him. Its when you throw his sister into the mix that everything blows up in your face. Without her antagonism he is quite tollerable. Their still both brats though.
