A very bad day
 

As some of you may know from a previous post my youngest brother was hit by a car last Thursday. He had surgery on his knee Saturday and was released from the Hospital a couple of days later. He last saw the surgeon this past Tuesday and the Surgeon told him to stay on his back with the leg elevated at least until he saw him again this coming Tuesday. He was in alot of pain and was taking a heavy dosage of Vikiden.

Before he and his live in girlfriend broke up she gave birth to a girl. The little girl is now two and a half years old. After the breakup the girlfriend decided that she wanted to leave the state with the little girl. My brother dotes on the little girl and loved her as any father would love his daughter...that is were the problem began.

His girlfriend told him that she was not his daughter. He did not believe her and a custody battle began as he did not want her to leave the state with his daughter. Because his girlfriend told the court that the little girl was not his daughter the court ordered DNA testing.

He apparently got the results of the testing today and she is in fact not his daughter. He called me and called his brother at work. He was devasted. It was clear that he had been drinking and I told him that he cannot be mixing alcohol and Vikiden. He said that he didn't give a fuck and told me that he had called a friend and the friend was going to take him to his ex-girlfriends house and he was going to kill her. He would not listen to me and hung up.

I do not know where he is...or what he is doing...and I do not know how to contact his girlfiiend...but I am less concerned about him killing his girlfiend (I do not think he will) than I am of him drinking and taking Vikiden and/or fucking up the surgery that he had.

This fucking bitch tells him this is his daughter for more than two years...he has been paying child support ever since they broke up...he just worships the little girl and now this.

Life is a bitch at times.

She is the Devil.

Why do you tell stuff like this to total strangers on a messageboard?

Being strangers is the whole point...it makes it easy to vent.

Seriously, this isnt the oprah message board.

Your brother called you and his brother?

:eek7

Niether are my real brothers...we were raised together.

Because there is a lesson to be learned here... once a ho always a ho.

If the third guy is as much your brother as his, then why not say "our brother" or "my brother"? Sounds like the kind of thing a father pretending to be his own son, and the subjects brother, might slip up and say.

another priceless pathefinder story

who else would listen?

leave the sob stories at the door.

i treat this place like a bar.

dont play no fucking sad songs while im in here.

cheers

:glugglug

The immediate thing I hope you did was to call the police in the city that your brother resides and give them all the information you can.

At least that may save your brother's life, but also could save many others!

As for posting personal stuff..shit folks..I've read MUCH worse than even THIS on this site and ya'll know that's true!

Hope a peaceful and non-eventfull conclusion is in store for this situation.

Reading stories like this makes me glad that my life is very normal. I couldn't stand having that kind of Jerry Springer drama in my life.

mmmm vicodin

Why don't I just say fuck you...you piece of shit.

Greenpee...just a little pisser.

Nope...no cops...I do not have any info to provide that would be helpful to them...or him.

If that works for you.

Hey, theking, that sucks, but your brother will be okay. If you don't think he will really kill her (no matter how much she needs killin') then you don't need to worry about legal stuff and, worst case, he can always get the knee surgery redone. He may just need to blow off steam and, if the cost of keeping his mental health, is hurting his knee again, that is probably worth it in the long run. Hang in there.

--Amelia G

he will kill her, but her son will see this board left on her monitor and become a regular poster.

Go suck Quayle's dick Danny boy.

Happen to know how toxic booze and Vicodin can be?

hehehe

fun stuff.

lets me know i make baby jesus smile.

pills are the new age eucharist.

:glugglug

Informative *and* beautifully put.

ive given more pills to goth girls at Perversion than some priests do their clergy.

spead the disease, infect your own.

\m/

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that really is a horrible story...
some peoples lives are just full of shit and bad luck.

I wish luck to your brother, hope everything turns out for him :(

I must know you in real life . . . err, Father Fletch. I toast you: :glugglug

Hope everything works outs. :)

very possible, but theres no way id verify it.

see you on thursday.

http://www.evilclubempire.com/perversion/news.html

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Fletch is a Secret Agent.

that's fucked up

for the devil.

i mean scientologists on Hollywood Blvd.

Slut :glugglug

Regards,

Your Scrotum :glugglug

What's the difference?

You should blame "liberals" like you do for all the other problems in your life.

Maybe a liberal got your brother's wife pregnant?

:1orglaugh

Dude, shut up. If Pathfinder finds out I got his stepson's wife pregnant, he will kill me.

L Ron would argue all day.

Despite that, i live within miles of one of the largest Scientologist buildings on the planet. Hubbards books are kept there as relics, and his original scriptas worshipped hahah I get harrassed more often than Id like to walking past a fucking Dianetics Church.

These people are weird.

even compared to me.

hahah

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