Anyways, I wanted to write about my dumb-ass brother-in-law. I could use far more expletives to describe his low meaning of a life but I have distanced myself from that. I know from war that holding a grudge against someone is useless because their life, like yours, is only going to mature for so long before a shrub uses your body for fertilization. The weird exception to this is my mother-in-law who I hate with an underlying tone because of what she did to me on my wedding day and subsequent honeymoon. I will not get into her antics because she is a horrible waste of my time that I will do nothing more than bitch about.
I want to bitch about my wife's brother, who is actually pretty smart. He graduated from his high school without actually attending much and without the help of any "special" treatment from his instructors. He is what you and I would call "book smart" because he can learn from anything that is written. To add to that, he only needs to read something once because he gets the meaning and moves on; what I would call a genius. He, however, is not street smart in any sense of the way. If there was no such thing as the web or postal service, I would not be surprised to find him in the middle of Chicago saying how he hates black people(using expletives).
This brother in law came and visited us a couple of weeks ago. I had admired him as a very nice person up until that point (which I should have since I never talk to the guy). Then one day he opened his mouth and I began tuning him out every day since. Apparently I was using undertones to call him a marxist, which I had not done at all. Let it be known that this is the same man who was caught twice for driving drunk and thinks that everyone should have to have the same monitoring system in their car's as he does. I do not believe this one bit because I never screwed up like him. I know that there are consequences for doing anything. In economics it's called the opportunity cost, in reality it's called being smart; and apparently being smart is something he lacks. So screw him, and his stupid mother. Neither of them represent a shadow of my life that I care about.
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