This afternoon my brother called me. I wished him a happy birthday and he instantly asked me for cash because his car got booted.
Boo-Mother-Fucking-hoo. I told him to get a job. "But Jenny, you don't understand." "No, I do. You need to get a job. How about this Pat, if you want to call me to say hi and talk, thats great but if you want to call to ask for money, don't fucking bother. The bank of Jen is closed." And then I hung up on him.
Welcome back Spine, I missed you.