You stupid fucking whore, she’s not dead yet!

The BBQ Pit
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As some of you may have read in this thread my grandmother is dying. It is a very sad time for my family, with one exception. My Aunt Linda (referred to as The Demon from here on out). You see, my grandmother’s eldest daughter is a slum queen. She owns numerous low rent properties in San Antonio and now she wishes to add my grandmother’s land and trailer to this list.

My grandmother did not finalize her affairs before she stopped her treatments. She does not have a will, nor did she change the property over from her name to the name of my brother (who has taken care of her for the last 6 years) and my mother. So the Demon has hired a lawyer to make sure she gets the property for herself.

My brother called me late yesterday evening saying that the Demon was there with a guy in a suit. The guy in the suit was some sort of property appraiser and wanted to take a look at the house and property so that the Demon would have an idea as to how much the property would be worth.

I couldn’t believe my ears. My grandmother is lying in a hospital suffering some of the worst pain that a human being can suffer, and you are doing your best to squander what very little she has left. What is your issue? Fuck you! Fuck your kids too! They haven’t seen Granny in years, nor Paw before he died! And you want his flag! Fuck you. Where were you when he needed taking care of? Ruling your little fiefdom in SA, or getting knocked up with umpteenth kid, or off in Panama trying to save some fucking forest somewhere! But when they die you swoop in with your grief and hands out hoping for something.

Here’s the deal you incompetent wheelbarrow-full of industrial-strength dick warts. You try to take my grandmother’s property or my grandfather’s flag and I will destroy you. I will ruin your life in such ways that you will never be able to recover from. By the time I am finished with you, you will want to die, but I will not let you. I will do everything in my power to make sure you stay alive and suffer in so many ways. There is a special place in hell for people like you and I will make sure that the road to that place is a long and terrible one. You will see your own beating heart before you die. Do you understand? I sure the fuck hope so.

Keep your hands off of my grandmother’s stuff you worthless cunt or you will feel my wrath.

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Ask your grandmother if she wants to draw up a will. Forthwith, immediately, right now.

If she is still of sound mind, etc., she can still write a will. There are plenty of good books out there on how to write a will and the formalities you have to go through to make it valid. Since she’s in Texas, even her holographic (i.e., handwritten) will would be valid, if properly executed. If her estate is at all sizable, however, have her consult a lawyer. Forthwith, immediately, right now. And if she doesn’t want to draw up a will, then drop the subject immediately, resign yourself to the fact that your aunt will have an interest in the estate, and enjoy the time you have left with your grandmother.

Since there is currently no will, the evil aunt will NOT inherit all the property. With no surviving spouse (that seems to be the case), the property will pass in equal share to her children. So Evil Auntie has to share with your mother and any other siblings, or, if the siblings are deceased, the descendants of the dead child.

You may find the Texas statutes on intestate (no will) succession here.

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Jesus Christ, Rob, that is horrible.

Hubby’s great-aunt had a similar soul-sucking fucknut of a son, may he forever dwell in the Bog of Eternal Stench. This a-hole left his dying mother in a nursing home and left town, not telling any other family members that she had been moved out of her home and was dying after a stroke! Thank the Invisible Pink Unicorn that my MIL found her in time to see her (two states away).

There is no excuse for these people, but they are hard to annihilate without getting some of the bad stuff on you.

You are better than this, even though that’s no consolation and might even feel worse than doing something nasty (for now). I wish I knew some voodoo, I would let her have it for free!

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Rob, I share your pain and anger. When my grandfather died, my worthless-piece-of-shit uncle, her son, flesh of her flesh, chose to nag (not just ask,which would have been bad enough) her about “Who’s gonna get <grandpa’s> car?” on the ride home from the funeral!

This was the same asshole who came to see my grandpa exactly ONCE when he was going though his 9 month ordeal.

He ended up bullying her into giving him the car

I really, REALLY wanted to put sugar in the gas-tank, deflate the tires about 10% and put tranny fluid in the brake-line, but cooler heads prevailed.

On the other hand, oopsie! a bag of groceries involving milk and eggs got crushed in the back seat and soaked in overnight. Of course I mopped it up as best I could, but apparently the car isn’t pleasant to drive in hot weather.

This past year when my grandmother died, he didn’t come out to visit her once, didn’t come out for the funeral and called the night before the funeral to ask if we’d been “squandering” her money on the hospice where grandma died. Oh, and he wanted to know when the will would be probated.

All I can say is that swine like your Aunt and my uncle eventually get what they deserve. My uncle’s kids have disowned him, his trophy bride left him, and no one in the family will talk to him. He will die alone, unloved and unmourned and I take some small satisfaction in that.

But he does have his car.

The only advice I can give you is what was told to me, as my father and brother (metaphorically) sat on me to keep me from sabotaugeing the car: “Grandpa wouldn’t want you to ruin your life over this. Let it go.”

Same deal, Rob. Even if your bitchcunt Aunt somehow does manage to get the property, don’t do anything stupid.

And again: I know how you feel, m’friend.

Fenris

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My mother helped out an elderly lady for about eight years. She died at about ninty, but untill the end lived in an appartment. The daughter came by only to see what she could get, when her mother would die. Martha came to my mother’s house on all holidays. Her daughter couldn’t be bothered to drive half an hour. Four years before she died, she started to give away her special things to people that she liked. Her daughter had almost nothing, when her mother died, for Martha knew what her daughter cared about.

It truely sucks when someone like your “slum queen” is around, but unless she is in a will that grants her the trailer, she won’t get it. It would pass equally to all her sons and daughters. I would try to get a will made though, if still possible.

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Happens!
Mother of a friend of the family died. The friend’s sisters were grabing rings and jewlery before the body was buried. The friend lived well beyond her sisters.
When my mother died my sisters were in her (and Dad’s) bedroom in a heartbeat splitting the goods. I had more respect for Dad and his loss, not to mention that it was my parent’s bedroom. Better to cut off my right hand than to invade their privacy.
When grandmother died my father mentioned my inheritance. I said send it all to my son. I did not want it. I did not earn it.

Let “Demon” have it all. It will do her no avail except in this lifetime. You and your grandmother will be united without demons.

THERE IS NO JUSTICE EXCEPT DEATH.

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Ya know, if I were still in SA…

(wait, was that my out-loud voice?)

My family went through this to some degree when my grandfather died. Various cousins, etc. inquired as to the status of his Lexus. In disgust, my grandmother ended up donating it to a charity for less than its blue-book value just to get rid of the thing.

If you need my brother’s number, let me know.

Robin

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Not much to report at this point really. The demon still moves through the dark trying her best to take stuff. My brother called me today saying that the Demon was at the house trying to take pictures, and family stuff along with my grandmothers jewelry (nothing expensive really, mainly just costume stuff). He polietly asked her to leave, and when she wouldn’t he called the police.

How I would have loved to have been there to see the look on her face when the Harris County Sherrif’s showed up. They didn’t arrest her, but escorted her off of the property. To bad really.

Thanks to a lurker on the boards who is a lawyer, and of course to minty green we have sorted things out and have a better picture of what is going on. I hope to get council for my mom really quick as well.

The demon is just a fuckchop. She’ll get her’s in the end.

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Glad to be of assistance, rob. Sounds like you have things reasonably well under control. If there is a chance that the bitchy aunt will take things when nobody is around to keep an eye on them, the rest of you may wish to document–in writing and photos–the assets in your grandmother’s estate. Hard to do that for everything, of course, but it’s some protection against theft, and ya’ll will likely have to do it anyway when it’s time to distribute the estate. Play around on the Texas legislative site I linked earlier and you should be able to find the statutes on administration of an intestate estate, which may give you some idea of how you proceed after your grandmother passes away.

And since I missed out on the opportunity the first time around, I offer you my sympathies. My own grandmother died ten days ago as the result of a brain hemorrhage. She was intermittenly semi-conscious for almost two weeks after the hemorrhage, and watching over her hospital bed while knowing she was dying was the most excruciating experience of my life. It sounds like you’re going through a similar situation with your own grandmother, and for that, I am very sorry.

In any event, keep us posted on what happens.

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Minty is much wiser than I, but I wanted to add to the comment made about documenting everything in writing and pictures. It would be worthwhile to go through the house with a video camera, filming everything room by room with full documentation. You can add narration about serial numbers, assessed values, whatever. Then, keep this video in a very safe place.

of course, I’m very sorry to hear about your grandmother. You definately don’t need the added stress of Ms. Skidmark.