I was planning on blogging about my crazy ass mother this afternoon but alas, SCM just pissed me the hell off so I am interrupting the regularly scheduled program to shout..
HE IS SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE.
Whew. I feel better.
I don't know why I am surprised about the stupid that runs out of his mouth like shit from a goose. I have known him for a dozen or so years and it isn't like he has evolved at all by association. SCM has simply learned to keep his G-d Damn stupid comments to himself around me.
Fortunately, those times when he simply can't control his impulses to embarrass himself, they are small enough infractions that I simply let them go in the interest of peace and tranquility.
His peace and his tranquility. Personally I wouldn't mind a few quiet years in a cell catching up on my reading and reliving the pleasure of cutting his fucking tongue out of his mouth and feeding it to the dogs.
But I digress.
SCM asked a couple of the Princess's friends to join them at a water park one day this coming week. They are a brother and sister of a family that reside in the same nice neighborhood that we do.
Unfortunately, they had to decline due to money restraints.
For some reason, this annoyed SCM and he wrote me this comment...
"WTF? Are they broke? What do they do with their money?!"
The admission to the park is 40 bucks for each child. Add lunch, you are at least talking a $100 dollar day. With two days notice.
This family has lived on our block for several years, the send both their children to private school but live modestly. They have chosen their priorities and I say, good for them.
What makes my head spin around is the fact that SCM has the absolute GALL to comment as to what another family does with their money with this holier than thou attitude. The same SCM that I have allowed to move back in because he couldn't afford the two bedroom apartment in an average part of town and still keep the lights on. The same SCM that will never own a piece of property or anything of value unless a relative croaks and leaves it to him. The same SCM that talks about "trailer trash" as if that wouldn't be where he plopped his stinky ass down each night if I wasn't concerned about my daughter being safe in the places he could afford on his own steam.
Yes, I know this is SCM, the same fucktard that has this question and answer on the front page of his facebook.
"Who do you love most in the world"?
Ya think? I have often said if the Princess, SCM and I were shipwrecked close to a desert island, he would save us both only as a food source.
So this shouldn't surprise me. Disgust, yes. Surprise? I guess not so much.
Have a happy Monday.