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There are at least two seperate reports in this thread of relatives' kids taking their britches off and sitting on furniture.

What the hell. I didn't even know this was a thing. If I had went to Aunt Gertrude's house when I was a kid and rubbed my junk into her couch I would have had the schidt beat out of me.

Some of you all are related to feral monkey children.

I've got an 11 yo lab that thinks he's a person and he hates dogs. About 4 years ago, my daughter moved back home and she has a little mut. He's a cool dog and my dog tolerates him. One Christmas a few years ago, we had a schit load of people over. My son shows up with his big azz Australian Shephard that my dog hates and immediately pizzes on something. He's constantly up the other dogs azzes and brown nosing them which causes a ruckus. My SIL shows up with her 5 yo black lab that's totally out of control, who my dog also hates. She's jumping up on the table trying to steel food all night long. Then my daughter's friend shows up with her pug that all of the dogs hate. So now we have about 20 people and 5 dogs that hate each other. The dogs are running around barking and getting into each other's schit. What a clusterfuk. Now it's no dogs allowed. Leave them at home so that we can enjoy our time together.

We're staying home, her kids are going to their in-laws, and my own mother is in stage four cancer, so neither my sister or I are really in a holiday mood. Mom will probably not make it to Christmas this year. None of us are looking forward to this year's Holiday season.

We were going to invite a long time "friend" over for Thanksgiving. She's alone so it seemed like the right thing to do, right?

Over the course of time this person has pissed off every single person in her life to the point that they told her to her face not to ever contact them again. We were the last holdouts. That includes, ex-husband of 30 years, both son and daughter, mother on her death bed said don't let her in my room!, father for 15 years, sister, brother, co-workers, friends. She is very pleasant but is addicted to pain killers, constantly schemes, and is a petty thief, and pathological liar. If her lips are moving, she's lying. If she comes over, guard your medicine cabinet. She brings small gifts to ingratiate herself, even when you insist she not.

We hung in there with her until the other day. She called and said, "Hey, I'm helping clean out a house and there's some things over here you need". Sure who doesn't love a junk sale?

We picked up a few useful items like giant bags of potting soil but the prices she told us were not the prices the owner wanted. No problem, we paid what the owner wanted. Then she lied and said she got some of the money back which she hadn't but really, you lie to your friends over a $1 a bag?

And the pretty rocks in the yard that the owner said not to take, she put in our truck when we were inside looking at other items. And she wouldn't take no for an answer when I said I didn't want to try her drink. She couldn't let it go. I finally got her to look me in the eye and said, NO! And the pretty little glass dome that my wife asked about and was told no it's not for sale ended up in our bag. And the pile of "good stuff" in the garage Darcy was trying to sneak out, aka steal. "Oh, that's part of my payment for helping". When we got home and saw what had happened we said that's it. Took the items back that she had stuck in our bag and truck and explained to the lady in front of our friend that we DID NOT take her little glass globe, nor the other crap and here it was, and goodbye Darcy.

What's astounding to me is that every person in her life has tried to set her straight and eventually abandoned her for her stupid, petty garbage. People are their own worst enemy sometimes.

One lesson I learned young that stuck with me for life was when I had a boss that had a refrigerator full of Olympia beer. After working all day the crews would come in and he would sometimes offer someone a beer if he felt like they had worked extra hard that day. He would say, "Those are mine to give, not yours to take". So many people today never learned that simple lesson in what's right, and simple respect.

It's people like that teaching young people right from wrong that are missing in so many young lives today. Of course even the best of parents have an errant kid now and then, but most of these these people we see now causing all these problems had weak parents who didn't do their job.

Suckass

Flavor,
Have a Happy Thanksgiving 🦃

Beav

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You too man.