ARGH

My nephew's over again, and he is quite easily my least favourite person ever. I asked him to help me do the top cabinets in the kitchen today, and after spilling pasta everywhere and throwing a box of alufoil at me so I cut my hand, he just fucked off and wouldn't come back.

He also refused to vacuum when I asked him to, and left pizza ground into the coffee table, and cracker crumbs everywhere. And cheese. And random trash and all his dishes. So I asked him if he knows what the dish washer is for. And what the bin is for. And my mum's response was to tell me not to be rude. If I'd done any of this shit when I was his age, I'd have been smacked so fucking hard. His mum brings him over here because she can't control him, and my mum doesn't bother to try when he's over here. This little bastard needs to be thrown into boot camp or something, before I dropkick him through a goddamned window.