So it's after my shower. And a very late dinner. I'm parked in front of the TV watching The Matrix Revolution. The Sister comes back and oh my, with a guy.
Cool! She's not brought any one home in a long time and I'm happy for her, if she's found someone she can really relate to.
But oh my.
MANNERS, boyo, manners! You may be dating my sister but this isn't your fucking house yet! Whavever happened to your bloody manners?
I had PAUSED my movie, gotten up to wash my cutlery and had come back to find that Young Stud had started to PLAY my movie. Didn't ask me if I were done yet. Didn't ask if he could use the TV or watch another movie. Oh no, not so much as a peep out of the guy. Just happily played my movie like it was all his personal shit.
I loathe that sort of presumptiousness. Civility is incredibility important to me. I wonder if the Sister has seen Young Stud in action? Or if Young Stud has displayed that sort of churlish behaviour? If Young Stud is going to pull that sort of crap again, you can be sure the Sister is going to hear from me.
That is, heh, if she doesn't read it here first.
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Oei.
I didn't "bring" anyone home. He's just a good friend. *Wa-hey* And it was 2 am. Where did you expect us to go? Certainly not changi meridien =p
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