LazyLavey
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Brother-In-Law Eddie?
“Come on boy, let’s go find your sister.”
I'm not pointing fingers or anything but somebody might be half in the bag.i have just read your post to my wife and she caught that you said him and his girlfriend will argue but i thought he married your sister you still have him over ? or was that just you being half in the bag
still bring out the video recording device we deserve a laugh
print out what you wrote and leave it were he can find it
set up a baby cam to record his reaction
Damn. Serious question. Have you ever had a real SOBER conversation with him? Sounds like he has some real life alcohol issues.Ranting after the fact………
Ive had a tough weekend. My patience was tested like never before. In fact, I am still annoyed.
My BIL consumed 136 beers from Friday through Monday night. This is only the count from our refrigerator and does not count the numerous drinks consumed at the bars and restaurants we went to.
Sunday……..
After Saturdays shitshow, my wife and I decided that we would secretly count how many beers my BIL drank. When we anchored the boat at the sandbar at 1pm, his count was already to 12. We left the sandbar at 5pm, whereas he had consumed an entire case of beer by this time, count is now at 24. We went to a waterfront restaurant, where he started in on the hard drinks. 3 Margaritas.
This is when I got pissed off. Why, other than the obvious? When we went to leave, I made the mistake of thinking he was sober enough to untie my spring line, while my wife got the rear breast line. What a mistake that was. In my entire boating career, I have never seen a cleated line become knotted to the cleat, but my BIL managed to do this. Think about this. You would have to take the bitter end of the line and slide it through at least 2 loops to create a knot. I had to retie the boat to the dock, then get on my hands and knees to get my line untangled from cleat, while the entire restaurant watched. This is also when I could no longer keep my cool and I openly bitched about what had just happened. My wife kept me from just going off.
I must admit, this is when I became a dick. Here is why! Lol
I knew that my BIL was afraid to go into the ocean……… So that’s where I headed. It was so sporty out too. I was one of a very few boats on the outside of the inlet. I did not care! At some point I reached down and turned off my boat, and pretended that we just broke down. Too bad my wife didn’t go along with my ploy, because I was at the point where I was going to get him in a lifejacket and throw him overboard……. and leave! Actually, I just wanted to see him panic. He deserved it! Lol
By this time I am at my wits end. Just imagine being around a drunk that NEVER shuts up. Wants to know the price of anything and everything. Repeats everything because he can’t remember that he asked you the same question 5 minutes ago. I feel like I priced out every boat at the sandbar and also the surrounding homes, and anything that boated by. After a while, I was just pulling numbers out of my ass. I could have cared less. I was just counting the minutes till Tuesday, when he left.
So to finish with Sunday…….. He drank 41 beers, 3 Margaritas, and swigged 3 inches from a tequila bottle in my bar. I did not realize he was doing the tequila swigging until my wife caught him, and told him to at least use a glass. By this time the questions are……. How deep is the intracoastal? How wide? Where do fish come from? Why does seaweed float? I just want to scream…….. shut the Fuck up! Instead…….. I bite a hole through my lower lip and use the blood to write “fuck me“ on my forehead.
Sunday over…..
I did take the advice on this thread and got my drink on Friday night. I felt like shit Saturday, so I did not drink at all. Sunday I had approx 6 in the evening, same with the 4th. My BIL actually insulted me several times for drinking sparkling water all day. I refused to be his drinking buddy.
Speaking of sparkling water……. My BIL’s girlfriend was using a sparkling water can as her ashtray for her cigarettes. She became confused at some point, and end up putting out a cigarette in my sparkling water can. I discovered this, when I saw my drink on the gunnel of my boat, so I took a huge chug, only to spit it out, once I realized I had just taken in something chunky. Needless to say…… it tasted like shit. That taste stayed with me for the next hour. Lol
I don’t hang out with drunks. All my friends are responsible drinkers or don’t drink at all. It really wore on my nerves to be around somebody so intoxicated and have them staying in my home. I just need a break today.
For those of you wondering about the damage to my things……..
He managed to put 2 dents in our stainless steel kitchen sink. He did this when he took a spatula to an ice bag in our sink. The only reason why I am not pissed is because we are getting ready to remodel our place.
He lost several of our best bottle coozies, because he managed to leave them at the restaurants we went to. Again, I don’t really care, but it’s annoying.
I did openly yell at my BIL, when he discovered his beer had become warm, so he poured it off my balcony, which rained down onto my 1st floor neighbors patio. That pissed me off! But he just did not get the reason why we don’t throw shit off our balcony.
I flat out refused to let him drive my boat or golf cart. He was butt hurt, but I didn’t care.
For those of you familiar with the TV Show, The Munsters………. I married Marylin Munster.
Rant over
Damn, thats a lot of beers. I think I could have kept up through Saturday before I tapped out..........136 beers plus other drinks in 4 days is pretty impressive
Family or not if he annoys you that badly I would never invite him back.
That’s @RiverDave level drinking.136 beers, very impressive!! I'm sure not fun for anyone else.
Hold on.... He has a yard full of cars that are all for sale and this is the first mention of it? We need details!Just to answer some questions and statements…….
First……. I am completely stuck with this guy forever strapped to my hip. His sister means the world to me!
We only have to deal with him every few years. BUT and I mean BUT, he drunk dials our number every weekend. We don’t answer calls from him after 6pm. If you answer his call at 10pm on a Saturday night, it becomes a mind numbing experience.
My BIL lives in rural Tennessee. He drinks an 18 pack every night, regardless. Oh what the hell……. Since I am disparaging him, I may as well give all the info. His home has more than 20 cars in some sort of disrepair, but they are all for sale. Trailers, trucks, cars, boats……. It’s a real junk yard. But that’s not what pisses the neighbors off. I am pretty sure it’s his oversized Confederate Flag that states…….. “The world would be a better place if The South had won the War”. No shit, I swear that’s true. The black family down the street from him have tried to get him to remove it, but he refuses. Have I painted the picture already?
What absolutely amazes me……… He appears to get NO hangover whatsoever. However, my wife thinks the reason why he starts drinking so early is too get the hangover to subside. I personally hate being hung over, and I try to keep my drinking in check for that reason. I can’t drink 41 beers in a day.
Which ever one of you that mentioned that my wife and I are to blame for purchasing everything……. You are correct! Lol We are ashamed of ourselves.
We picked up every tab…… again. This actually doesn’t bother us to be generous, but my BIL thinks it’s so normal, that we don’t even get a thank you.
The funniest thing……. He is Cousin Eddie. He is not violent or argumentative. He is just completely intoxicated at all times. Thank god he is not a mean drunk. But the Cousin Eddie analogy is spot on!
That’s what I was thinking, he might as well just drink while he’s on the toilet all day lolHe must have to piss an awful lot.
What does "Cousin Eddie" do for income? (sorry if I missed it) and....130+ beers in 3 days?? damn, that would kill me. Funny what we do for love. Any other situation you tell this guy to get lost BUT....what's a guy to do.