Baa Baa
Probably my brother.
The first girlfriend I ever had he stole off me, so I had to listen to them screwing next door. After this, he famously told a mugger to “eff off I’m having a bad day…”, after which the day got much worse. He then started seeing a girl who had a mental age of 13. After five years on the relative straight and narrow, he went seriously off the rails, and thought he was having a heart attack at 26. He then spent the next two years off work, convinced his temporary employers would pay him two years of sick leave, ran up moleste credit card debts, found himself homeless, tried it on with my then (but soon to be ex-) girlfriend, moved into my old flat, screwed my housemate on all the bills, then set up shop living with my ex-. He then broke into my email, forwarded on all the emails in it to my ex-, who still lived in the deluded hope that she hadn’t been dumped, and she then went ape because I was seeing someone else. Duh! I dumped my ex- because I didn’t want to go out with her. Still, denial is one hell of a drug.

Whilst he was still on the dole, he was being hounded by baliffs, so he went and married my ex-girlfriend, got his bank account closed down, and she took out a moleste loan to pay his debts. They then split up so she’s paying it off, apparently. I don’t care too much about that though, she’s a born again mormon who made out he beat her up so she could get him arrested and then dump him, which was rubbish, because whilst he may have made a lot of mistakes, he’s too much of a wimp to actually hit anyone. My brother’s not evil, just sometimes stupid.

My Dad? Shall we say “Moved in his mistress six weeks after my mum died and then spunked the inheritance on taking her round the world”?
(domesticterrorist, Wed 19 Jan 2005, 14:39, Reply)