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I wanted to have a family meeting to discuss the whole thing: You read in my last Update of the cruel idea of my sisterinlaw to leave Granfather to die. I wanted people to confront her on this. Also i wanted to discuss how we can track down granfather's old mean girlfreind who really shoud be tried for atempted murder. (I tell you I WILL testofy agianst her in court if it comes to it).
But instead my brothor in effect kicked us all out of his house. My dad made the desision that he woud cancel his flight and that me and him and my stepmom woud rent a truck and drive the old bastord back home to Texas.
The family meeting would commence, but it woud have to be after we went back, and we would also conferrence call in Granfather's brothers, and I guess also the atorneys of anyone who thought they needed one. Lately you cant have a family meeting in OUR family withuot someone having there danm lawyor present.
Then me & my dad went to the Ryder rentol place to get the truck while my sister-in-Law and stepmother and little nephew stayed behind with the human atrocity to keep him out of trouble. A bright note to the whole preddicament is that the old bastord is pretty danm easy to take care of now: I cant see more than just a gardon hose and a couple of funnels being involved.
Right now my stepmothor is the only person in my family who i love. She is not my real mom who is deceased but is a wondorful person. I am supremely pissed at evoryone else in the whole danm family. I hate them all and They can all kiss my ass:
Well, I also love my liitle nephew ALLOT. When we came back with the truck, i heard this hideous belching noise come from the apartment from all the way out in the parking lot. When we came upstairs the little guy was atually playing with Granfather. He is only 2 years old but very smart and kept saying to the old bastord: "MAKE FROGGY NOISE"
So Granfather, hanging there upside down grinning at the kid woud burp "RIBBIT!! very loud and the little guy woud laugh and luagh, plus the old beast woud cackol too. This is the closest thing to a heartworming moment i can remember for a long time.
Granfather grunted at me "LISSEN UP, BOY," and said that if by some chance he's still trapped in the cube shaped cage by Holloween, he wanted me to layor him allover with alunimum foil and Christmos lights and he'd go to the costume party they have down at our county's Senior Center dressed as the Borg Vessol from Star Trek. (This was fine with me but last year him and his old hag girlfreind were banned for life. Theyd gone dressed as Woody and Soon-Yee and made a horroble scene and got arrested. I wont say what the scene was, or who was dressed as Woodey and who as SoonYee.)
While we all went outside securing the metal trap in the back of the truck with bunjee cords all togethor to keep it from jostling on the long ride home, my nephew, in my sisterinlaw's arms, kept asking his "Great-Granpy" to MAKE FROGGY NOISE AGAIN. So the old bastord obliged. Then he asked my sistorinlaw why the kid wants to hear that noise so much and she narowwed her eyes and got as close to him as you safely ought, and said to him with allot of emotion in her voice as mean as she posibly coud: "Because you ugly horible Son Offa Bich, I told the kid that once Great Grampy 'croaks' I woud take him to Walt DisneyWorld.".
Granfather tried to lunge at her and woud of killed her too if dad didnt hold back the metal twisted sofa cage which was now shaking furriously, and toumbling toward her. His scream was very bloodcourdling and his fangs were angrilly snapping so what we finaly did was get one of those solid rubber spare tire donut wheels that come with certian new cars and wegde it straight into his shreiking blaring moulth.
A man in Germony had wrote to us and sugested we try plain white vinegor to clean him so thats what we did, with the Sears power sprayer and i must say it cleaned him off pretty good.
"LEAVE IT TO THEM STEWARDLY GERMANS TO HAVE AN IDEAR TO WARSH OFF MUH SMELLY-ASS HIDE SO SIMPLE," said Granfather, that alls you hafto use is somthing most folks already got in there pantry to begin with.
My folks give me a Talking to