Post by Felix Falora on Aug 29, 2010 12:33:14 GMT -5
Ok, I have filled up the rant board and sometimes the C-Box with multiple thread upon thread about how my brother wishes to ruin my life. Well this time I will just compile these threads into one to save space. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the "I fucking hate my brother would somebody please kill him" thread. Old news is so old it's practically a corpse, but since my brother finds new ways to torment me, this thread will be posted in so much it must make me look like a necrophile. Enough chitter chat, let's begin.
Today's rant concerns my lifestyle in general. I am looking for a job, but I like to sit in here in my underwear when I am not expected to do much else. I am not allowed to lock the door because my parents are not respectful of privacy; they want to see what I am doing whenever I am doing it. The only leeway I get is if I'm... relieving tension. (Thank god they'll never see my stash of porn at least.)
Well my brother has violated my right of privacy just now as I type this. As of now, a few moments ago, jackass there walked in with his friend and told me to tell him why I did not like him. See... I told my brother I did not like his friend because, to me, his friend was an idiot. He slammed everything I liked and proceeded to tell me the only really good game series were Halo, Call of Duty, and Mortal Kombat. I'd be inclined, as a gamer, to utterly puke at something like this. The fucker sold his copy of Okami, slamming it as a horrible game because, and I quote the reasoning he gave me when I asked about it, "It wasn't an FPS game and I only like games like Halo." I told my brother I felt his friend was a dumbass. Well... I'm the dumbass for thinking my brother WOULDN'T tell him about that.
But this goes beyond that. He had his friend walk in on me... in my underwear. Thank goodness I'm not the guy to whack off every five minutes because this is fucking humiliating. I hate being walked in on while in my underwear on people I don't know or don't like. And he always does this and never gives me forewarning. It's like he always wants me to be seen in my underwear. I've submitted complaints about this to my parents, but their response was, "I don't pity you. You should always be wearing pants." There it is, ladies and gentlemen, I told my parents first and they told me to change my lifestyle. And I might be forced to because it's either that or kill the brats. But I hate wearing clothes in general. I won't go into further detail on that, but I will say the less clothing I can wear, the better it feels for me. So having to wear more then a shirt and underwear, especially during the fading days of summer, really feel fucking bothersome to me.
Now if you read this, you might say, "But Felix, you're a goddamn hypocrit. You rant about your brother on here all the times." Yeah, and how many of you guys actually live in Louisiana... or are psychotic/immature enough to try and hit my brother? This kid came in and literally tried to punch me because my brother told him what I thought of him. Stupid fucker forgets that the only thing keeping me from throwing him out of the window isn't morality, ethnic value, or religion... it's the law. If it weren't for the law, he'd be dead, five seconds flat. Once again, I tell my parents. "Well he's a child, expect him to act like that." Ladies and gentlemen, these are my caretakers.
Tl;dr: Not only does my brother tell his friends what I say about them to him, but he lets them walk in on me while I'm in my underwear. Parents... are useless.
EDIT: This thread can now be used to rant about all siblings.
Today's rant concerns my lifestyle in general. I am looking for a job, but I like to sit in here in my underwear when I am not expected to do much else. I am not allowed to lock the door because my parents are not respectful of privacy; they want to see what I am doing whenever I am doing it. The only leeway I get is if I'm... relieving tension. (Thank god they'll never see my stash of porn at least.)
Well my brother has violated my right of privacy just now as I type this. As of now, a few moments ago, jackass there walked in with his friend and told me to tell him why I did not like him. See... I told my brother I did not like his friend because, to me, his friend was an idiot. He slammed everything I liked and proceeded to tell me the only really good game series were Halo, Call of Duty, and Mortal Kombat. I'd be inclined, as a gamer, to utterly puke at something like this. The fucker sold his copy of Okami, slamming it as a horrible game because, and I quote the reasoning he gave me when I asked about it, "It wasn't an FPS game and I only like games like Halo." I told my brother I felt his friend was a dumbass. Well... I'm the dumbass for thinking my brother WOULDN'T tell him about that.
But this goes beyond that. He had his friend walk in on me... in my underwear. Thank goodness I'm not the guy to whack off every five minutes because this is fucking humiliating. I hate being walked in on while in my underwear on people I don't know or don't like. And he always does this and never gives me forewarning. It's like he always wants me to be seen in my underwear. I've submitted complaints about this to my parents, but their response was, "I don't pity you. You should always be wearing pants." There it is, ladies and gentlemen, I told my parents first and they told me to change my lifestyle. And I might be forced to because it's either that or kill the brats. But I hate wearing clothes in general. I won't go into further detail on that, but I will say the less clothing I can wear, the better it feels for me. So having to wear more then a shirt and underwear, especially during the fading days of summer, really feel fucking bothersome to me.
Now if you read this, you might say, "But Felix, you're a goddamn hypocrit. You rant about your brother on here all the times." Yeah, and how many of you guys actually live in Louisiana... or are psychotic/immature enough to try and hit my brother? This kid came in and literally tried to punch me because my brother told him what I thought of him. Stupid fucker forgets that the only thing keeping me from throwing him out of the window isn't morality, ethnic value, or religion... it's the law. If it weren't for the law, he'd be dead, five seconds flat. Once again, I tell my parents. "Well he's a child, expect him to act like that." Ladies and gentlemen, these are my caretakers.
Tl;dr: Not only does my brother tell his friends what I say about them to him, but he lets them walk in on me while I'm in my underwear. Parents... are useless.
EDIT: This thread can now be used to rant about all siblings.
