Brothers a very usless creatures. This morning they were bringing matressess and bed frames upstairs. We have two somewhat empty bedrooms upstairs, one is my craft room where I work on fursuits and store all my supplies, and the other is an empty bedroom that is inhabited by the occassional drunk teenager. So my brothers thought my mom had told them to bring the stuff into the "spare room". She did indeed say that, but they didn't listen to the BED part of that. So I have four matresses and two bed frames crammed into my craft room.

When I went in there all of the masks I had worked so hard on were on the floor, and tossed around. The bins with my fur in it, that do not have covers on them, have the metal bed frames set on them. -.- My brother continued to bitch and saying he misunderstood what she said. NO SHIT. But that doesn't give any excuse as to why they fucked all my stuff up. It doesn't take a brain surgeon to figure out simple things like don't trash a room where precious stuff is being kept.

Sad thing is, there could have been something like puppies in there and they would have done the same thing. I swear guys have whatever part in there brain holds common sense removed when they are born. -.- I am really convinced that there are no intellegent people in the world.