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My brother’s girlfriend’s brother (got that) got into a fight with my brother this morning. Details are sketchy, but apparently that ass, broke my brother’s glasses and cut his face so badly, that he apparently needs to get it stitched.

His girlfriend just called me, obviously worried, she doesn’t know where he is, or if he’s all right. Now I am worried, and I have to tell my mother all this, and I’m travelling in the morning. He hasn’t called me, nor has he showed up here yet. And I don’t know where he is either. I am so frustrated, and feel so powerless. I can;’t believe I am being lucid!! I feel like a red mist descending on me. I am getting so angry. Angrier and angrier by the minute.

That motherfucker! If I was a man, I would bathe, put on my clothes, go down there and cut his fucking ass!! Cut his ass up and down Morvant Junction, that punk!!! Then I would put a spell on him to prevent him from hurting anyone else. Although that is not an exclusively male domain. You understand what I mean?

My brother told me about this guy’s behaviour over the last couple of months, and you can’t imagine how glad I am that I helped to get rid of his ass ten months ago, when I took over that project at work. He tried to fucking terrorise me too, and I shut it down before it went to far, and well lost the friendship of my brother’s girlfriend over it. But you see, I was fucking right! I was right to get his ass fucking fired! There, I said it!! I helped, I colluded and played my part and got him out of the company. But I knew he was an asshole, I smell it on him like the shit he is.

He has been treating his sister like shit, using her and misusing her without care or regard. I could kick his ass! Seriously!!! She and I may not be friends anymore, but I love her still and can’t bear to think of anyone misusing her. Punk! Miscreant! Sucknavel!!

This is a guy who treats everyone, EVERYONE like shit. My brother says he hates to be around him, and has hated for the entire time he and his girl have been living together. He treat’ss my brother’s girlfriend like shit, his family, sons, girlfriends, cowaokers, every fucking one like they’re disposable and he can use them to achieve his own aims and nothing else. Sorry? Nah, nah, I ain’t fuccking sorry. Not one fucking bit of it. I may have lost a friend, but I couldn’t have dealt with that any other way. This asshole is one of the most unreasonable motherfuckers I have ever met.

I know my brother, if he got into a fight with this guy, it’s because there was no diplomatic solution and he got pushed to the point of violence. My brother enraged is a scary fucking thing, and enough to fight is frightening! I hope he broke some part of that asshole… if my brother bled I want him to fucking bleed!!! If I ever see him anywhere, see if I don’t concentrate on his ass!!! Funny, how I concentrate… things have a way of ‘happening’. Attack my brother, my blood, my twin, my riding partner!?? No, no… comeuppance is on the way, believe that!

Arrrrrgggggghhhhhh!!! These are the times, and only these times I wish I was a fucking ignorant hot headed nigger man, and go and descend wrathfully and vengefully and mete out destruction and oblivion.

***fuming, heart pounding!!***

**worried** Where is my brother? Where is he? Is he okay? Is he hurt? Is he scarred for life? What provoked him so? Did this asshole hurt the baby?

Oh my God!! Please protect my brother, be with him!!!!

I just called back my brother’s girlfriend, and I told her that she and my brother and her daughter can come and stay with me until they can get themselves organised, but that I didn’t think they should around that damn fool anymore.

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