What a couple of babies. We always go to On The Border for a pre-Thanksgiving family meal, so to make things interesting I invited my DC, his girlfriend Brandy, and her son. Her son makes the DT with the Rat Tail look like an Eagle Scout, and I guess at one point he told my nephews that if they didn’t take off their GTurd gear, he was going to put cyanide in their strawberry lemonades. They left the restaurant crying before the entrees arrived and refused to come back in.
And what does my brother-in-law do after my nephews embarrass the entire family? Demands that me and my DC pay for their meals. I promise you his comeuppance will arrive tomorrow at Thanksgiving.