To My Mother-in-law
You have gotten on my last nerve. Seriously, cut the fucking apron strings already. Stop "dropping by' 5-7 fucking times a week. Call first. If your 'baby' doesn't answer, don't come by, just to see if we're home and not answering. I mean, who fucking does that? And if he doesn't answer, don't call my phone looking for him, then my son's cell phone, then leave some fucking smart ass message on the answering machine that you have called every number we have and NO ONE is answering!!! And then you start all over with calling him, then me,etc...within 3 minutes of leaving that fucking message!! And quit just walking into my house when you get there. Ever heard of knocking? I swear, one of these days, we're not going to see you walking up the driveway and have enough time to scramble and get our clothes back on and you are going to catch your son's big dick in my mouth. How am I supposed to look at you across the table on holidays knowing you saw me doing that? Oh and i KNOW his old loser girlfriends before me didn't mind your incessant calling, dropping by and butting in--you've told me enough times-- but his wife DOES!! We have jobs and kids and lives that don't revolve around you and you trying to stick your nose into every aspect of our lives -from what movie you think is 'appropriate" for your 14 year old grandkid to watch, to where we go out at on the weekends. Nothing and I mean NOTHING we do is any of your fucking business. If I hear you say one more fucking time "OH! I don't think that's right!!", regarding some decision we've made when discipling our kids, I swear i will take my frying pan and crack it over your fucking ignorant head. Did I ask for your opinion?? Nope, sure didn't and I never will. Oh and p.s....Do you see MY mother 'stopping by' at my house every fucking day of the week? No? That's right, we weren't raised that way. We were taught to CALL first, to see if the person is even interested in having company. I would never dream of stopping at someone's house at 10:00 at night to 'visit' for an hour, when I know my precious son and his wife both get up at 4am for work, 5 days a week. Totally unacceptable behavior. You have really gotten on my last fucking nerve and I really can't stand you. When I hear my husband mention your name I fucking cringe. We could have had a decent relationship, but you have messed all that up with your continuous fucking PRESENCE!! Not to mention the fact that all you do is bitch and complain about how we live our lives and raise our kids. Nobody fucking asked you. And NO I am NOT cooking something for Sunday dinner, so quit dropping by at dinner time to see for yourself if I really didn't cook something for your precious baby. I DIDN'T. I HAVE A FUCKING LIFE. I have a 4 year old and a 14 year old and a job in another city that I commute to more than 40 hours a week. I'm not cooking every night and every fucking Sunday for your precious baby. Cook it your damn self and invite us over for a change. And also, quit TAKING A SHIT at my house every single time you stop by. That grosses me out completely. You know damn well you live exactly three minutes down the road (which is a big part of the problem), so go shit at your own house, nasty! I've just had enough.
...I am SO over you!!!....
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