My brother pisses me the fuck off, to the point where someone needs to kick his ass. We have to share a room, since our parents thought it would be a great idea to have three kids in a whole with only two possible rooms. Great job, dumbasses! Anyway, this means I have to put up with his dumb, irritating, pussy-ass bullshit. Like when he plays video games. He is without a doubt the biggest cry baby pyussy I have ever known, and his video game rage is actually dangerous enough that he should seriously seek counseling.
He oftentimes gets obsessed with the new shitty ass NBA video game, and of course since he is such a moron he thinks that he will ALWAYS win, and when he doesn’t, he gets violent. He starts whining. “Fuck this game! Fucking stupid ass bullshit! What the fuck! Fucking shit!” And the worst part is he curses in the most pussy-ass squeaky ass way possible. He sounds like such a fucking loser when he does it. He is just begging to get his lazy ass kicked.
Later on, he starts doing other weird shit, like punching the floor, pounding the remote on the floor, punching the remote while cursing. It’s fucking embarassing. Does he do that when he plays with his friends? The worst part is that his video game playing is mostly done at two or three in the morning… when everyone else is trying to go to sleep. Including a six month old baby. I oftentimes tell him to calm the fuck down and stop being such a suck-ass pussy, because people are trying to fucking sleep, but he just starts insulting me, as if I give a rat’s ass. Listen you little cunt, I just want you to stop making so much fucking noise, it’s not everyone else’s fault that you SUCK ASS AT A VIDEOGAME. I mean, holy shit, if it gets that bad, here’s a hint: TURN THE FUCKING THING OFF.
I mean, shit, does he really expect the game to be easy as shit in the first place? If it bugs you that much, PUT THE GAME ON AN EASIER DIFFICULTY. I love when people say they beat shit on the ultra mega shit hard expert mode, as if they’re some hot shit because they can play the one in a million first person shooter games out there. Nobody cares. Nobody gives a shit if you killed a guy and he landed on another guy whom was holding a grenade, which killed the guy next to him. You can do the exact same fucking thing in EVERY first person shooter game. I mean seriously, why the fuck are FPS games so popular in the first place? They’re not Contra, which rocks my ass, they’re just boring. They’re always taking place during World War II (Just how many fucking games about WWII do we need, anyway?) and they’re always dominating gamers time. Why? What’s so appealing about shooting fifty people virtually, when kicking the shit out of anyone is ALWAYS more sastifying than shooting them? Anyway, back to my lazy whiny brother.
He’s 16 years old, but you wouldn’t know it from his maturity level. He’s always whining about doing things, bitching and moaning about school, always sleeping when he gets home, staying up later than he should, and doesn’t do anything at all. Chores are foreign to the idiot. All he does is stare at a television screen all day. While I am all for that, especially when it involves all day professional sports, what the fuck is the point of blankly watching nothing? It’s fucking annoying trying to watch basketball on the weekends, because he always bitches and moans since we have to share a TV. Argh, fuck off you fucking cunt. Go be a whiny bitch somewhere else.
He’s also the most argumentive idiot possible. He will ALWAYS take the opposing side or play devil’s advocate for no fucking reason. He NEVER knows what he’s talking about, which is why I get such a joy out of arguing with him. I always tell him “This is hilarious, because it’s completely obvious that you have no clue what you’re talking about.” What a fucking moron. I can’t wait until I graduate and get a job and my own home. Then I’m staying the fuck away from this whole stupid family.