I want deaths sweet release right FUCKING NOW!
i have managed to avoid the hillbillys for 2 days but i'll be fucked if they didnt decide to sit down and watch "the football championship bowl game thingy". One 80 year old hillybilly (MIL), the SIL who i want to fucking murder (know it all who has a PhD but teaches high school chemistry in fountain lake arkansas...good use of that education you cunt). throw my wife in the mix who is the most wonderful person in the world....until her family comes to town.
they have asked "will they turn on the mercy rule?", "can we flip it over to lifetime since this game is no good?", "turn down the volume", "we are hungry, are you going to cook prime rib again tonight? (cause the one last night wasnt enough i guess)".
oh, the mercy rule conversation turned into me grabbing a knife. SIL-cunt, argued that in arkansas once a team is up by 30 points they stop the game and that its a "national rule" to stop games when one team is up by 30.
heading to the patio for another beer to wash down the burbon.