Awrite. Well, ah did intend tae write summit different here, but ah just go with whit's hud me ragging since this afternoon. So, and slight apologises the swearing ahead..
One of my cousins is in a coma...
A f**kin' coma! :crying: Some c*nt beat tha f**k oot him, ootside a nightclub in Dumfries. Leaving ma cousin with a fractured skull. :sad:
As if that wus'nae bad enough, the way ma oldest sister broke this devastating news to me wus ironic as f**k. As we return from a wee drive round town, just as we up the path back tae my house, she says:
"Did ye see that post on Facebook?"
"Am no on Facebook, dinnae use it"
"Aboot yer cousin... Davey - ken him? Went tae school wae ye?"
"Aye, ah know Davey. Whit happened, like?"
"He's been taken tae the hospital. He's in a coma?"
"A coma?!"
"Aye, some b@$%@rd went n' f**kin' battered 'em ootside Chancers nightclub in Dumfries"
"F**k! Hope he'll be awrite. Hus the fella who did it been arrested"
"Naw. Tommy n' Danny - Davey's brothers - are looking fur 'em, though. Intent on battering tha b@$%@rd themselves" :bat:
Ah don't know why the Facebook question just irritated me. :idontknow: Like why did she just ask me if I'd hear about what happened to Davey? Since she knows I'm not currently active on Facebook. Got account, aye. But ah don't use it.
Then just few hours ago, before going to bed, my Mum walks up the stairs to my room, very near tears, by the sound o' her voice and says:
"Did ye hear..."
Wait! Ah know what yer gonnae say...
"Whit then?"
"Cousin Davey's in a coma efter some c*nt battered 'em ootside Chancers"
"Aye. How... Wha telt you?"
"Susan - she just telt me as we were walking up the path tae the hoose"
"You've known since this afternoon?!"
Aye. Ah thought she mentioned it tae you after I left the living room n' wus upstairs?"
"Nut, she didnae bother. Just hud yer cousin, Tina, on the phone. She telt me"
"Huh! Don't know why you weren't told sooner. Sorry..."