This beast of a man has no shame.He has denied my loved ones the pleasure of my cassoulet by stealing the dish in which it is baked in all its garlicky, sausage-y glory. He has kept it hidden away in his hellish pit of an apartment, probably using it as a chamber pot as he plays video games and watches NHL and reads his Gaiman books, too lazy to walk to the bathroom.
How does it feel, Dilf, knowing you gave this man rides back and forth to the airport and picked him up from the train when it was raining and invited him over to play poker, while he keeps you from one of your few joys in life?
He has the audacity to show up on Thanksgiving with a cunning smile on his face. Oh, casssoulet's not on the menu? Somehow, he knew that...
I know why Kansas is filled with such fervent believers. It is because they lived with the devil for so many years. Now he's here in Illinois. Then our governor went crazy. Coincidence?
Also, he has one spot left for his Superbowl squares.
