Today my brother visited me and my cat. I thought it would just be a plain visit for a bout of booze. No, not that simple. My brother came wanting juggling lessons..
I said I can't help amd my cat has no opposable thumbs as we just got his mechanical legs fixed (excuse for not teaching him, ofc my cat can juggle.). My brother noticed I had a nice shiny new winning lottery ticket sat by my 50 inch TV and told me, no he didn't ask, he TOLD me to cash it and GIVE him the money as he NEEDS it for professional juggling lessons. What a joke!
I raged and dragged his useless-jugglefree-existence out of the house and told him to never even speak to me again. No-one tells me to cash my tickets to GIVE them money, especially since I don't owe them money.
To give you an idea of how bad my brother is, he asked to borrow £500 to by family hallucinogenic Christmas presents one Christmas and said he would pay it back...50p a MONTH!!11!. He sold his cooker to buy arabian rattle snakes. he guilt tripped Mandy into lending him about £600 to furnish his shagpad, which 90% of the stuff in there was free from the roadside. My cat hasn't seen a single penny back since sometime last year, except some cheap catnip. I've got to the point that I just don't want anything to with my 'brother' the way he acts and the way he treats his brothers cat isn't normal.
True story.