I need to get some shit off my chest... The first person that tells me I'm whining over stupid shit will fully get my boot stuck in their ass so far they'll see my toenails when they yawn.

First Bitch:
About a week ago Sig and his brothers got into it and, as usual, religion got drug into it. This time around tho it really got to me. His brother, the one I thought was the more tolerant of the two, started spouting all the stereotypical "Pagans sacrificed babies" bullshit. I was seriously hurt by it. Why? Because I thought he was ABOVE all of that. Yes, he's a devout Christian but, up until that point, he had seemed rather tolerant and understanding. Every time I turn around we're getting that shit thrown at us in one way or another. We can be having a discussion about politics and, next we know, it turns into an argument over religious ethics. My mother in law still takes our son to Sunday School when it suits her and she basically makes him say prayers every night. When he gets scared they push bible shit on him. When he gets in trouble, out comes the bible. They're brainwashing him and completely ignoring our wishes. I'm about ready to just go apeshit and beat the everloving piss out of at least one of them. They spout the shit and then don't fucking practice what they're preaching. One of them bitches constantly about the "persecution" he faces on a daily basis as a christian yet... um.. HELLO... he does the shit to us. He thinks CHRISTIANS are persecuted?!@?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Gimme a fucking break!!! UGH!!!

Bitch #2
This one some might laugh at....
About two months ago, one of our cats had kittens. She's still pretty young herself but she was doing ok for the most part. The issue is, we've got fleas in this house BAD because it's an old house for one and two people don't seem to give a fuck that our four legged friends are suffering. Well, she had 5 kittens to begin with. One died either at birth or shortly after. Another died accidentaly of a broken back. From what we can figure is that Phealon (Sig and I's son) got ahold of it and, when he heard someone coming, threw the kitten. The third died just about a week ago. I tried and tried to save it but, in the end, Freya called him home. The poor thing was eaten up with fucking fleas. The fourth one died just this morning. For the last four days, I've been nursing that kitten feeding it with a syringe and giving it very small doses of medicine to help it breathe. I worked SO hard to try and save it. Now, their deaths are sad but that's not what made me angry. I wanted to bury all four of them as is the proper thing to do in my honest opinion. We should ALL pay reverence to those who depended on us as much as pets do. Pets are not just fun little moving toys. They are members of the family and they DO grow attachments just like we do. As I said, I wanted to bury them.... What did the oh so Christian family demand we do? THROW THEM IN THE GARBAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I couldn't beleive it!! When I started to say something about it all I got was, "Ok... it was sad but...come on... there's too many cats anyways."......................... Call me petty but.... too many cats?!? It doesn't matter... they shoudl get more reverence than that in my opinion. I don't expect the world to share my opinions but for fuck's sake at least RESPECT them! I don't just shrug off their feelings. I don't just blatantly disreguard their words or their beleifs yet they do it to ME all the time.... and THEY talk about persecution and the oh so evil baby sacrificing pagans... Not to mention, they didn't hold those kittens as they took their last breaths... UGH

ok... That's it... for now...