Feeling bad

14-09-2008


Today I am feeling real bad and depressed, but not for myself. For my lil sister.

On Friday it was her debs, the big expensive dress up fest that happens every year, and a big thing for her. For guys it isn't really that important, we just rent out a tux and show up with something pretty on our arm but for the girls it is a big deal and since my sister comes from a house full of boys it was a BIG deal for her.

And truth be told she looked great. I don't generally pass comment on how my sister would look but on Friday night she looked fantastic and you could tell that her boyfriend, while clearly intimidated by being dressed up in a tux with me (six foot three) my brother (six foot four) and my uncle (six foot five) smiling at him and telling him to have a good night with clean fun.

He knew what we meant.

But he seemed like a nice lad (first time I have met him) and together they looked great. It had taken her half an hour to get into the dress apparently and she was all giddy, which is unusual considering how confident she usually is.

Then I find out yesterday that my sister's debs lasted from half nine until half ten.

At half ten a scumbag, and there are a lot nastier words to describe this load of sperm that his mother should have swallowed rather than spawned, decided to knock into my sister and her boyfriend, who just politely pointed out that the guy should say sorry to my sister.

This pricks idea of sorry was to start a fight with her boyfriend, which resulted in the large portion of the scumbag element joining in and a massive brawl began with several old fights getting renewed on that spot.

My sister ended up sitting in hospital beside her unconscious boyfriend holding four of his teeth in her hand at midnight, dressed up like a damn princess.

What fucking animals are raised these days that think that this sort of behaviour is acceptable? How can you show up at something like this, wearing probably the most expensive piece of clothing you will ever wear, and figure that smashing up a guy is a good idea all because he asked you to say sorry for hitting into his date?

And the reason I am feeling bad for my little sister is because she rarely gets moments like this in her life were everything works out perfectly and she has a fantastic time, and the debs had been heading in the right direction for a change. Now she has no photos of her and her friends all out at the meal, or the cheesy debs picture of her and her man in front of some tropical beach scene, or that dance on the floor where the girls look like giant barbie dolls but don't care.

I feel bad because there is nothing that her big brother can do to make it all right. And as anyone who knows me knows it takes a lot to get this much emotion out of me, so you can probably guess at how bad I feel that my little sister's night was ruined by a shower of cunts.

Blue_jester


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