10 Aug 2026 3:55 pm
I provided him with my zip code and urged him to expedite the process, as I had other commitments. When he hesitated, I shared my travel plans from the Upper Peninsula of Michigan to Santa Fe, New Mexico, to visit my grandchildren. This seemed to provoke him, leading to an outburst about multiple zip codes and other grievances. In a moment of misguided generosity, I offered him gasoline money, though I doubted his old vehicle could handle the journey. As he continued to press for information, I inquired about his location, to which he simply replied "Carolina."
I wondered if he meant Carolina, Alabama, and pressed further. He insisted that I should come to him, threatening to "knock my dick in the dirt." His claims, coupled with his "bad memory," suggested he might be an incel spinning exaggerated tales online. Despite my mother's interest in his Nazi tattoos for her collection, we decided to prioritize our time elsewhere. It is evident that he consumes a significant amount of alcohol, likely cheap vodka, and exhibits poor impulse control, which are often associated with alcoholism. He suffers from visions of grandeur as well. Boasting of toys which I assume must be of the sexual nature and his home which I know for a fact is a trailer.
We have a pending contract on our property in the UP, which has served as both a summer and winter getaway. We will more than likely sell our farm in SE, Mi. and retire in Santa Fe, with the grand children and split time in Texas with our other son and grand children. They live north of Mc Allen and South of Amarillo.
We are living the Best Years of our Lives, the Golden Years, worry free.
chase me 
fried
I live rent free in your mind
friedI live rent free in your mind