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Mrs. X is jrunk

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You're a sicko RJ.

I'm not promoting the divorce. My stance is that she has to come to a decision as to what's best for the kids and then make that happen. Suffer in silence and do the best she can to keep dad around or step up and be a single parent.

Right now, water shut off, electric bill $600 in the rears in danger of being shut off. Last pay day (husband has no steady work) he bought a
$1400 gun (I was assured it was for target practice and my sister has no fear of being murdered). She's no saint and has almost zero money management skills but husband is actively destroying the financials if there ever are any to speak of. Child protective services were called a few months back, both of them are near hoarders but he's pretty set on my sister keeping everything in order. An impossible task for either one of them. The charges from the state were dropped. The (suspect) story I was told is that a vindictive neighbor called them because they reported them for drag racing down the street.

They're both pretty child like and irresponsible but together they have a awesome superpower of destruction. They both really love their kids but have a huge problem with being responsible adults which is really wrecking everything in sight.

Helene....not really helping. Her stance is to tell my sister that she'll "pay for a lawyer and that bastard will never see his kids again". I want to say that her heart is in the right place, but that lady is living out some repetitive scenario in her head that no one can crack through.

Oh sweet ambien, take me away.

Mr. X come home! I'm sure your world isn't any better where you are.

Mr. X is much more stoic than I.
 
You should see me on hard drugs. Double fucking rainbow CAR BOMB!

I would if I could. But I can't. A little bit of liquor and ambien never hurt no one. Right. Right?????

I'll see you on zee shrooms in three months. Those aren't hard though, right? Oh man, I ate one (JUST ONE) Saturday night and I was in a completely different world. When we got back to the hotel, Bread and I made an entire plan to move out to the wilderness to live off the grid before the shit really hits the fan in the country. It was such an amazing idea at the time. Double rainbow.