
I like your other Journal too. I have started one there also, smitty5000.



My cousin Larry called last week and asked if he could spend a night or two at my place since I was so close to friends he was coming to visit. Larry lives in Alaska and decided to come to Northern California to visit friends in the Napa Valley. I said "Sure, you are more than welcome to stay a few nights with me". I need to tell you right off that I despise Larry.
When I was seven years old he did some awful things to me. One day my parents left me in his care. Larry was twelve at the time to my seven, anyway, as soon as my parents left the house Larry threw me to the ground and sat on my face, not hard enough to cause any pain, but just enough so that when he started farting I would have no choice but to snort it. I begged the mother fucker to let me up, but no dice! The son of a bitch kept me down and farted in my face for a good twenty minutes. When he finally let me up my face was blue, and I was sick.
So when Larry called and asked to spend a few days with me I readily agreed to put him up. Larry arrived last Sunday and I picked him up at SFO. During our ride back to my place just north of the Golden Gate Bridge, we made some small talk. Larry kept asking me if I remembered all the good times we had as kid's. I just looked at him and without giving myself away, I said, "Oh yeah Larry, I remember, how could I ever forget". I wanted to reach over and bitch slap his fat face. Okay.....we get back to my place and Larry said he wanted to take a nap because he was extremely tired from having to sit at the airport for so long while waiting for his flight to depart. I showed the fucker into my spare room and told him to make himself at home.
I waited and waited until I was sure he was asleep, and then I made my move. I went into the bedroom and sure enough he was sound asleep, so I tied his arms to the bedposts, and then I went back into the kitchen were I ate three cans of baked beans, raw cabbage, an onion (raw) I drank three beers, (beer really gives me gas) and then I went back into the room where asshole was snoring up a storm.
I got up on the bed and sat my big fat ass right above his flared nostrils. I dropped my pants and then I threw a glass of iced water in Larry's face to wake him up. I wanted him awake for this! Larry woke up and said, "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE MAN". I replied, "do you remember what you did to me when I was seven".....Larry moaned, "OH SHIT, I AM SORRY BRO". I didn't say another word, I let my ass do all the talking. By the time I got through with the dumb fuck he was not only blue in the face, but purple as well. As soon as I untied him he ran into the bathroom and got sick. Hey, I didn't have time to shower before I picked Larry up at the airport, and after an early morning workout I am sure my ass stunk to hell and back.
Larry got his things and left, but before he hit the front door he turned around and said, " you are one sick fuck". I just grinned and said, "Come on back any time.