Starting from 3am last Sunday I have been beat unconscious, hit by a car, fell down some stairs, got into another fight.
Oddly I'm feeling pretty chipper. I mean it could just be the nap I had a while ago.
So, details maybe?
Well. Last weekend my eldest sister, and my younger brother and I took a trip to MS to see my other older sister and younger brother. It was a pretty tight weekend considering. I mean I had fun. But from the moment we got there, there was tension because my 2nd sister took off abandoning us in a place we were unfamiliar with despite the fact we'd drove to visit her.
Dipshit.
But I had my brother so I was cool. The brother that drove in with me only wanted to following my sister's husband around and worship him. So me and my other brother took off into to town on foot. (because he has no car and my was a state away)
Well we walked all over his small punk ass town. And I literally mean all over it. We went to walmart, the chevy dealer, waffle house everywhere. I'd say we walked at least thirty miles. But to be fair we downed an energy drink what had to be every hour or so.
So we were getting along pretty good. We do that when we don't live together. He told me all about how my sister was a bitch, which I took it as him just not liking living with her. I mean she is a bitch, but I thought he was just exaggerating. He wasn't.
Well we get back to the house, some shit happens and people start arguing an my brother leaves and then comes back later. I can go into detail but its a lot.
Well cut to the guns. My sister's husband has a shitload of weaponry. He's got loads of throwing knives and whatnot. Just from what I can remember he has an M16, Taurus .45, Benelli M4, Ruger .22. So we shot the guns that night. He had a buddy of his bring over his S&W .500. And all I can say is DO WANT.
Oh, and this guy. Does not need fucking guns. Allow me to elaborate.
Well actually, first. While shooting the guns, quite literally out in the middle of the woods, we had the cops come tell us to stop. So that.
But. After all that. When everything had quieted down. Supposedly.
My brother was sitting by the edge of the couch apparently sleeping off all the walking and craziness of the day, my other brother was playing Magic with my brother in law my oldest sister was asleep in the back room apparently doped up. My other sister was believed to be talking to my brother emo friend who was believed to be sitting in his car outside drowning in self loathing and what not.
Well I was still kickin, pretty wide awake. So I went outside to chuck throwing knives at the tree. Because I grew bored of hitting on the hot little emo girl who was apparently in love with the emo boy. Weirdness.
Well I tossed knives at the tree. I suddenly hear my sister yelling at me from emoboy's car. I go out there to discover emoboy has booze. Awesome.
My It was emoboy, another guy, apparently both friends of my brother, and my sister. I had been invited to the party. I get in the car and my sister hands me a bottle of Bacardi. Some raspberry shit. Did not like. Watermelon was the lesser of the two. So I did drink.
My sister, who doesn't drink was more than encouraging. She was bartending.
So the three of us get pretty run over with my sister fixing us drinks and sneaking food out for our drunk selves. Its all going pretty damn good until I wake up too the big one dragging me in and putting me on the couch. Where I stayed for awhile. But I had to piss so I got up, but fell. Apparently on my brother in law's card game. Who, proceeded to beat the fuck out of me and choke me until I was unconscious. He never even gave me the chance to get up.
The big guy who brought me inside pulled him off me, but he kicked me while he did so. Yes, he kicked me while I was unconscious. He then hit that guy and threw him into the wall and ran after me while my brother, the one who lives in MS, drug my unconscious self outside onto the porch. BIL then got the shotgun but threw it when the emogirl dumped the bullets in her shirt and ran out the back door. He then proceeded to run at me on the porch as I was waking up but my the brother who drove with me there got in the way. BIL punched him pushed him into the fringe and threw him down.
I'd woken up and according to them was actually trying to go back inside, but my brother picked me up and put me in my oldest sister's car.
By the time all this happened my oldest sister had woken up and a bunch of yelling happened while I was being held in the car. Everyone except my sister and her husband went to a hotel or motel or what ever it was and slept.
My sister of course denies giving me booze, saying that I and emoboy went and got it on our own.
And as for brother in law. Fuckin mental case.
I'm not mad at him for hitting me really. Because well, I was drunk and I did fall on his cards. He didn't have to go crazy like he did. But its sad when you start beating up people that are just standing in the way of you beating up and unconscious person. <.<
Really.
Its not like he's just some crazy redneck either. He's taken Jiu Jitsu and Judo. I don't know his ranks or whatnot but when my sister met him he was teaching Jiu Jitsu. So I'm guessing that's pretty high level.
But if he flips out like that the fucker can go suck on a lead pipe cause he's worthless in my opinion.




















