My wife’s oldest friend has a boyfriend who is a real motherfucker.
She is 50 years old and has been married six times, so I’m under no illusions as to her being the easiest person to live with. She’s into Kung Fu (instructs on occasion), is a Buddhist, has her own apartment and is currently working as a bus driver.
Her current flame, however. Man, oh man, how and/or WHY does she bother to even talk to this creep?
He’s about 10 years her junior. A divorced, conservative christian with two children.
He doesn’t like her being into Kung Fu. Probably because she could kick his ass six ways from sunday.
He doesn’t like her being Buddhist. Tough Shit.
They went for councelling. She broke up with him after this prick told the councellor (in front of her) that he was only with her because she was so attractive. Sadly, she took him back.
And even more sadly, she didn’t see the humor in my proposed (joke) solution to the Scott problem.
My idea;
We (my wife and I) would get a bottle of Ether and a rag. I would walk up behind him somewhere and take him down, hopefully without him seeing me.
We would then sedate him and put him in the car. Drive about 500 miles to the middle of Bumfuck, South Dakota, about 60-80 miles from the highway. Strip him naked, pour whiskey all over him and drop him in the middle of nowhere.
Naked, reeking of whiskey, no money or ID, 500 miles from home, 60+ miles from a major road. No idea of how he got there.
Now what possibly could be wrong with that?
My other idea, since he’s such a raging homophobe, is to take a sharpie along to some gay bars and write on the mens room walls;
Scott xxx-xxxx Very Receptive!
Am I so wrong to think these horrible thoughts?