He is just such a baby. Everyday it's something different. I can't stand to be in the same house with him so I go to the casinos every night but he makes so little money I can only play nickle slots. When he comes home from work he whines about hot it is in that toll booth all day, then he whines about how his feet hurt, then he whines about how none of his clothes fit anymore (cause he weighs over 435 pounds, the pig). he is such a baby. I bought a taser on line awhile back and I decided to try it on him. You never heard such crying and complaining, he even wet himself! I thought it was funny! I sneak up behind him and shock his fat *** every chance I get now! I just laugh and laugh but all he does is whine -- "that hurts, I pee'd my pants, I hurt my knee, my chest won't stop hurting, my arm is numb..". On and on. What do I do about this loser? Please help me! I just hate him!
