Just to catch up…

Saturday I had a birthday party at a Baptist church for my cousin’s daughter’s first birthday.

We were all well behaved on my side of the family for once.  But the oldest of my cousin’s kids, Dawson, was pretty much man handled by his Uncle Frank (not related to me).  What happened was Dawson was running around like a 3 year old should.  He accidentally ran into another kid who is maybe about 2.  Well, “Uncle Fucker” jerked Dawson up from behind by his shoulders and shook him hard above his head and started bitching at him.  If the cunty fucking piece of shit wanker had been watching his kid, THAT WOULDN’T HAVE HAPPENED!  I saw the whole thing.  I turned around when Dawson asked if the other boy was ok.  Dawson got scared and started crying in Frank’s fat face.  I had to leave before I handed someone my purse and it was about to be a throw down moment between me and fat lazy fatass.  Besides, the lionesses of the family were in there…  Mom shot him a dirty look and Aunt Margaret watched from a little ways away.  Mom broke it up, but I had the feeling that if she were going to throw down with the cunt, Aunt Linda and Aunt Margaret would have had her back.  “Uncle Fatty” wound up walking out of the place in a huff.  When he returned, he was all fucking pissed BECAUSE MOM WAS PISSED!  He has no idea who the fuck he’s messing with.  NO IDEA.  She beat on one of my uncles once, she would have no problems beating on someone else’s uncle because he was abusing a 3 year old.  If he does that shit in public, what happens when there’s no prying eyes or anyone to break it up?  Mom felt bad about it, but someone needed to defend the kid and her children are both adults.  We’d bail her out of jail and go kick “Uncle Fatass”’s ass again.

Also at the party, along with my hopes and wishes of “Uncle Fucktard” getting raped by someone’s truck or the ceiling caving in on just him and nearly killing him or him getting stabbed and beaten to near death by some randomly weird person, I said “Fuck” and “Shit” and stole the church’s green sharpie deliberately.

And that’s about it with me.