I have the laziest, good for nothingest, most ignorant brothers in law in America.

One is a holier-than-thou Bible thumper in his mid-40s who can’t hold a job because he preaches to/screams at people and guess what? Nobody wants that from their salesman. Somehow that’s the President’s fault.

One can’t keep a job because he can’t pass a drug test or feels entitled to unrealistic compensation for his minimal skilled labor. Somehow that’s also the President’s fault.

The third is an absolute bottom of the barrel, bipolar, misogynistic, racist, proverbial waste of sperm who hasn’t looked for a job in about three years, abandoned his children to their grandmother, constantly drops by to beg for weed and likes to spend his day on Facebook crying because he’s an absolute dipshit with selfish poltitical views who cannot build an argument to shelter his fat a**. Yes, this is all the President’s fault.

I wish they would all grow the f*** up and take some responsibility for their lives. Hopefully they’ll all be reincarnated as little African children in the next one.