Did you fuck my brother?

I’ve not rambled on about some of the mess that Man Whore was always involved in. For some reason I don’t like to shed a negative light on him besides the douche moves he has with me from time to time. His life resembles the Jerry Springer show. His stories were the best gossip I’ve ever heard. I used to love hearing them because it was sometimes so crazy I couldn’t imagine how someone would really enjoy that life. It dawned on me recently he needed that drama and fighting and mess at home. That’s just how they are, and deep down he doesn’t have a problem with it. I used to always think I could show him that things don’t have to be that way. I finally came to the conclusion he likes it that way. Which was when I started to look at him differently.

So I’m in my son’s school function and when we’re leaving I notice that he had called. I run through all of the scenarios in my head as to why he would be calling. There is no way he’d call me after the email I sent unless it was something major. Or I needed to worry about his wife going psycho, or perhaps maybe he missed me. I settled on the third option as it would have been nice to know he missed me. It wouldn’t have changed anything, but it would have just been nice to know he still had a little humanity in him. So I called. Here’s how it went:

Me: You called?

Man Whore: Yeah I just needed to check something

Me: What?

Him: Did you fuck my brother?

Me: No

Man Whore: Ok that’s all I needed to know. Sorry to bother you. I won’t do it again.

And then he hung up. And then I got curious. And then I got pissed. I called back and asked what part of knowing me did he think would fuck his brother. He replied he has some things going on his personal life and just needed to make sure. Usually the things going on in his personal life are always bad due to his wife. To mention the brother it must be something big. It’s like watching a soap opera and someone is about to die and they say “stay tuned for tomorrow’s show” and then the series is canceled and you never know what happened. I bet it’s good gossip. I will never know. I don’t want to know. I said okeydokey and hung up.

He knows me better then that. What an asshole.

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