Let Them See Their Grandpa Who Loves, Them Cocksucker!

My dad went with me to see the boys and I told him that we would be glad to bring them home for him and here’s your twelve dollars. Asshole starts yelling that I am not obeying court orders because I took them across the parking lot from the mall to McDonald’s. Oh, no I said.

My dad tells him he needs to leave and he screams, “you don’t tell me what to do” as I’m walking away with the boys, he screams to me, “you’re gonna loose your visitation.” I turned my head towards him, smirked, and shook my head no.

Then, when he comes to pick them up, my dad asked dickhead if he could see the boys at some other point in the week (of course, you know the answer to that) that he would be here he tells him that he hasn’t called in over a year, dad says, you mean you haven’t returned my calls in over a year? And he just stands there two inches from dickheads face. Asshole says, I’m not getting into this and turns away. I was kinda praying dad wouldn’t punch him. But secretly wanted someone to. It won’t help, though.

Of couse, it’s Friday after thanksgiving and he has not made the boys available to talk to me in three days. It’s court ordered, prick, every night at 7 pm!! Follow the court orders! Man I wish we could make some agreements. It’s such childish bullshit.