Y'know, I fucking hate it when my brother pulls shit that just makes him so....my brother.
Like I'm in the middle of IMing people and going to the table to work on a picture I'm drawing, and he asks if he can use the computer to play a song for fucking Crystal and check some rules for that Illuminati game he's got such a damn hard-on for. I let him, and what do I see? HE STARTS FUCKING DOWNLOADING SHIT AND SETTLING IN FOR THE GODDAMN NIGHT!!! Downloading songs and checking webcomics IS NOT playing a song for your fuck-buddy and checking the rules for your goddamn game! He doesn't sign out until I start putting my stuff away, saying that I was "still drawing, and that by putting my stuff away, I was signaling that I was ready to use the computer again". I WAS READY TO USE THE COMPUTER WHEN YOU WERE FUCKING DONE PLAYING THE SONG, YOU ASSLICK!!! Oh, and then, it gets even better. He starts pulling that bullshit about talking about me like I'm not even in the fucking room, because I'm not a gamer, and (since I'm damn proud of it), when I play (fighting) games, I'm a button-masher. He sits there and starts talking about how I just mash buttons when I play games in that "I have a cock so I'm so much better in every way HAHAHA Watch me put down my little sister in an attempt to seem high and mighty HAHAHA MY DICK IS HUGE" tone that I absolutely DESPISE, and he's not even three feet away from me!!!!! UUUUGH!!!!! FUCKING FUCK!!! I hate him so much sometimes!!!! ASSLICK!!!!
Like I'm in the middle of IMing people and going to the table to work on a picture I'm drawing, and he asks if he can use the computer to play a song for fucking Crystal and check some rules for that Illuminati game he's got such a damn hard-on for. I let him, and what do I see? HE STARTS FUCKING DOWNLOADING SHIT AND SETTLING IN FOR THE GODDAMN NIGHT!!! Downloading songs and checking webcomics IS NOT playing a song for your fuck-buddy and checking the rules for your goddamn game! He doesn't sign out until I start putting my stuff away, saying that I was "still drawing, and that by putting my stuff away, I was signaling that I was ready to use the computer again". I WAS READY TO USE THE COMPUTER WHEN YOU WERE FUCKING DONE PLAYING THE SONG, YOU ASSLICK!!! Oh, and then, it gets even better. He starts pulling that bullshit about talking about me like I'm not even in the fucking room, because I'm not a gamer, and (since I'm damn proud of it), when I play (fighting) games, I'm a button-masher. He sits there and starts talking about how I just mash buttons when I play games in that "I have a cock so I'm so much better in every way HAHAHA Watch me put down my little sister in an attempt to seem high and mighty HAHAHA MY DICK IS HUGE" tone that I absolutely DESPISE, and he's not even three feet away from me!!!!! UUUUGH!!!!! FUCKING FUCK!!! I hate him so much sometimes!!!! ASSLICK!!!!
