Brucey Louise, Biker boy!

Ah, aren't people entertaining.  Especially the idiots who think they are soooo smart!


I received a text yesterday from Merrit's mother, telling me Merrit was very emotional about a conversation I had with her earlier in the week.


I explained that I felt like all I have done is to enable Merrit to continue to jump from job to job, not showing any consistency or stability.  This had all begun when Merrit told the world she was taking a second job and then quietly quit her first job.


While I had Merrit's mother's ear or eyes, I told her to relay to Bruce that if he touched Merrit again, much less spit on her again, he had better hope the cops locked him up because I would drive there and beat the shit out of him.  This was because of Bruce striking Merrit and then spitting on her.


Then I got a call from Bruce, sounding like he was either drunk or stoned or both, with a strong tendency toward stupid.  I told him he didn't have enough sense to have a conversation.


When I went to the movie I left my phone in the side pocket of my car.  I got out, and I had no messages, no voicemail.  I returned home and was watching television about ten o'clock when my phone pinged several times.  I had voice mail and I had texts.


I couldn't help but laugh at the voice mails.  One went like this.  "Hey Don, this is Bruce.  Let me tell you something, Merrit is lucky that is all she got, because I could have knocked her to outer space.  I didn't spit on her either.  I have dentures and because of them I sometimes spit accidentally when I talk!"


Nothing like a live confession.  I decided to save that one.  As far as the dentures go, that would explain Bruce being Miss Congeniality when he was in the penitentiary.


If Bruce's messages had any theme it would be that Bruce is a bad boy!  I decided to keep them all.


I am very disappointed in Merrit's Mother.  She must be desperate for a man to settle for Bruce, and nothing is as important to her as getting stoned whether it is her prescription drugs or marijuana.


It wouldn't be the first time she sold out her daughters for her personal gain.


I instructed Merrit not to go to her mother's and Bruce's house.  To keep her distance.  It seems that Merrit's Mom wants to hold "supervising visits" as a trump card.


I am not blind or oblivious to Merrit and her need for theatrics or embellishment, however, I do believe I have developed a pretty good bull shit detector in regard to her stories.  Take nothing at face value.  So everything is filtered.


I have tried to remember Bruce's last name and where he lives, but I can't remember is his name is Bruce Louise or if he lives on Louise street, but he made it perfectly clear he is a baaaad boy!


Bruce told me this isn't over.  I agree.  It isn't.  I think he owes Merrit an apology.  He thinks I owe him an apology.


I'm not holding my breath.