> wrote in message
...
> I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
> of Thanksgiving Dinner
>

Troll

Sam D. wrote:
> > wrote in message
> ...
>> I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
>> of Thanksgiving Dinner
>>
>
> Troll
Worse!
plonk!
Ken.

Your first mistake was bringing it to their attention in the manner in which
you did.

You second mistake was rubbing it in their faces.

Your third mistake was not just getting up from the table and walking out of
the house retaining what little dignity you might have been able to retain.

If you truly are a recovering alcoholic, you would know that the only time
someone will admit they have a problem is when they are ready to admit it.
At a family gathering such as this was is not that time.

Be glad you weren't arrested for assault and battery.


> wrote in message
...
> I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
> of Thanksgiving Dinner
>
> I was invited by some of my relatives yesterday for Thanksgiving.
> During dinner they kept sipping their wine and I sipped some coffee
> instead. After they finished the first bottle of wine, they opened
> another. That's when I started telling them how they were turning
> into alcoholics. Everytime they poured another glass of the poison, I
> would say "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an alcoholic. Would any of
> you like to admit you are an alcoholic and address the table with your
> reason for drinking"? None of them would admit to their addiction,
> and I became upset. I told them that they would soon be in recovery
> or their drinking would destroy their lives. Everytime they poured
> another glass, I repeated this message to them. When they brought out
> the third bottle, and sat it on my side of the table, I became
> furious. I said "hi, my name is Greg, I am an alcoholic, and I am not
> going to tolerate your abusive alcoholic behavior any longer." That's
> when I grabbed that bottle and smashed it on the floor. I thought I
> was doing a good job of helping them maintain whatever was left of
> their sobriety. But NO, my brother hauled off and hit me in the
> stomach with his fist. I quickly told him to admit he is an
> alcoholic, or he would regret what he just did. He refused and told
> me to "**** off". Thats when I got off my chair, lifted the chair and
> busted it across his head. Somehow the table collapsed at the same
> time and all the turkey and food went on to the floor. My brother was
> bleeding badly, when I told him that since this is Thanksgiving, he
> would someday thank me for stopping his drinking on this day. But
> instead of accepting my assistance, he smashed his fist in my face. I
> proceeded to beat the living shit out of him on floor on top of all
> the food. Thats when my sisterinlaw (his wife) came up to me and
> tossed a glass of wine in my face. That did it. I threw her into the
> wall, and busted both her glasses and the wall. Instead of listening
> to my advice, dad, who is 87 years old, walks over to the liquor
> cabinet, grabs a bottle of whiskey, and takes a swallow. Then he
> walks over to me, throws me against the wall, and shoves the bottle in
> my mouth, breaking my tooth. He pours half the bottle down my throat
> and tells me it's time I learn to drink like a man. Then everyone
> there grabbed me, threw me to the floor, on top of the smashed turkey.
> Then dad poured the rest of that bottle down my throat. I could not
> fight all 15 or 20 people, and I swallowed at least half of that
> bottle. I got up and said "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an
> alcoholic".Uncle Roy steps over to me, grabs me around the throat and
> tells me if I say that one more time, I will regret it. I started to
> say "hi my name is......". Thats when they all grabbed me, drug me
> out to my car and told me to leave and not come back. I dont
> know how I got home because I was too drunk and injured to remember
> what I was doing. Somehow I got home, and I have been sitting here
> ever since wondering what I did that was so wrong to deserve that
> treatment. Worse yet, I think I relapsed, even though I did not drink
> the alcohol by choice, and almost drowned from it.
>
> It's 3am and I just called them later a little while ago to apologise.
> They told me they were sleeping, and not to call again. I told them I
> called to ralk, and must talk now. They also told me both my brother
> and his wife were taken to the hospital in an ambulance, and both had
> broken bones from my beating on them. I wanted to say I was sorry and
> explain that I was only trying to save them from their alcoholism.
> Instead I started to say "hi my name is......" when they hung
> up one me. This upset me even more. Now I am not sure what to do.
> Should I go back to detox or what? Should I call the police and tell
> them that my relatives are drunk? I just dont know what to do.
>
> Happy ****ing Thanksgiving
>

This was an obvious troll...

Why are you responding seriously? :-)

Anyone who was truly a recovering alky usually respects other people's
right to drink.... :-P

K.



L Beck wrote:
>
> Your first mistake was bringing it to their attention in the manner in which
> you did.
>
> You second mistake was rubbing it in their faces.
>
> Your third mistake was not just getting up from the table and walking out of
> the house retaining what little dignity you might have been able to retain.
>
> If you truly are a recovering alcoholic, you would know that the only time
> someone will admit they have a problem is when they are ready to admit it.
> At a family gathering such as this was is not that time.
>
> Be glad you weren't arrested for assault and battery.
>
> > wrote in message
> ...
> > I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
> > of Thanksgiving Dinner
> >
> > I was invited by some of my relatives yesterday for Thanksgiving.
> > During dinner they kept sipping their wine and I sipped some coffee
> > instead. After they finished the first bottle of wine, they opened
> > another. That's when I started telling them how they were turning
> > into alcoholics. Everytime they poured another glass of the poison, I
> > would say "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an alcoholic. Would any of
> > you like to admit you are an alcoholic and address the table with your
> > reason for drinking"? None of them would admit to their addiction,
> > and I became upset. I told them that they would soon be in recovery
> > or their drinking would destroy their lives. Everytime they poured
> > another glass, I repeated this message to them. When they brought out
> > the third bottle, and sat it on my side of the table, I became
> > furious. I said "hi, my name is Greg, I am an alcoholic, and I am not
> > going to tolerate your abusive alcoholic behavior any longer." That's
> > when I grabbed that bottle and smashed it on the floor. I thought I
> > was doing a good job of helping them maintain whatever was left of
> > their sobriety. But NO, my brother hauled off and hit me in the
> > stomach with his fist. I quickly told him to admit he is an
> > alcoholic, or he would regret what he just did. He refused and told
> > me to "**** off". Thats when I got off my chair, lifted the chair and
> > busted it across his head. Somehow the table collapsed at the same
> > time and all the turkey and food went on to the floor. My brother was
> > bleeding badly, when I told him that since this is Thanksgiving, he
> > would someday thank me for stopping his drinking on this day. But
> > instead of accepting my assistance, he smashed his fist in my face. I
> > proceeded to beat the living shit out of him on floor on top of all
> > the food. Thats when my sisterinlaw (his wife) came up to me and
> > tossed a glass of wine in my face. That did it. I threw her into the
> > wall, and busted both her glasses and the wall. Instead of listening
> > to my advice, dad, who is 87 years old, walks over to the liquor
> > cabinet, grabs a bottle of whiskey, and takes a swallow. Then he
> > walks over to me, throws me against the wall, and shoves the bottle in
> > my mouth, breaking my tooth. He pours half the bottle down my throat
> > and tells me it's time I learn to drink like a man. Then everyone
> > there grabbed me, threw me to the floor, on top of the smashed turkey.
> > Then dad poured the rest of that bottle down my throat. I could not
> > fight all 15 or 20 people, and I swallowed at least half of that
> > bottle. I got up and said "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an
> > alcoholic".Uncle Roy steps over to me, grabs me around the throat and
> > tells me if I say that one more time, I will regret it. I started to
> > say "hi my name is......". Thats when they all grabbed me, drug me
> > out to my car and told me to leave and not come back. I dont
> > know how I got home because I was too drunk and injured to remember
> > what I was doing. Somehow I got home, and I have been sitting here
> > ever since wondering what I did that was so wrong to deserve that
> > treatment. Worse yet, I think I relapsed, even though I did not drink
> > the alcohol by choice, and almost drowned from it.
> >
> > It's 3am and I just called them later a little while ago to apologise.
> > They told me they were sleeping, and not to call again. I told them I
> > called to ralk, and must talk now. They also told me both my brother
> > and his wife were taken to the hospital in an ambulance, and both had
> > broken bones from my beating on them. I wanted to say I was sorry and
> > explain that I was only trying to save them from their alcoholism.
> > Instead I started to say "hi my name is......" when they hung
> > up one me. This upset me even more. Now I am not sure what to do.
> > Should I go back to detox or what? Should I call the police and tell
> > them that my relatives are drunk? I just dont know what to do.
> >
> > Happy ****ing Thanksgiving
> >

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wrote:

> I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
> of Thanksgiving Dinner
>
> I was invited by some of my relatives yesterday for Thanksgiving.
> During dinner they kept sipping their wine and I sipped some coffee
> instead. After they finished the first bottle of wine, they opened
> another. That's when I started telling them how they were turning
> into alcoholics. Everytime they poured another glass of the poison, I
> would say "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an alcoholic.


Your also an asshole.

Unless this is a troll. In which case your an asshole.


--

Mark

N.E. Ohio


Never argue with a fool, a bystander can't tell you apart. (S. Clemens,
A.K.A. Mark Twain)

When in doubt hit the throttle. It may not help but it sure ends the
suspense. (Gaz, r.moto)

wrote:

> I just dont know what to do.
>

One drink at a time!
--
"A Sound Mind. A Healthy Body. Pick One" Mr. Hedge

If this was a joke, this will go in my pile of pre-tnxgiving humour
to send out every year. If not, you have some serious problems and they
should be the ones who call the police and drag your ass back into
detox/rehab.


In article >,
> wrote:
>
>
>I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
>of Thanksgiving Dinner
>
>I was invited by some of my relatives yesterday for Thanksgiving.
>During dinner they kept sipping their wine and I sipped some coffee
>instead. After they finished the first bottle of wine, they opened
>another. That's when I started telling them how they were turning
>into alcoholics. Everytime they poured another glass of the poison, I
>would say "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an alcoholic. Would any of
>you like to admit you are an alcoholic and address the table with your
>reason for drinking"? None of them would admit to their addiction,
>and I became upset. I told them that they would soon be in recovery
>or their drinking would destroy their lives. Everytime they poured
>another glass, I repeated this message to them. When they brought out
>the third bottle, and sat it on my side of the table, I became
>furious. I said "hi, my name is Greg, I am an alcoholic, and I am not
>going to tolerate your abusive alcoholic behavior any longer." That's
>when I grabbed that bottle and smashed it on the floor. I thought I
>was doing a good job of helping them maintain whatever was left of
>their sobriety. But NO, my brother hauled off and hit me in the
>stomach with his fist. I quickly told him to admit he is an
>alcoholic, or he would regret what he just did. He refused and told
>me to "**** off". Thats when I got off my chair, lifted the chair and
>busted it across his head. Somehow the table collapsed at the same
>time and all the turkey and food went on to the floor. My brother was
>bleeding badly, when I told him that since this is Thanksgiving, he
>would someday thank me for stopping his drinking on this day. But
>instead of accepting my assistance, he smashed his fist in my face. I
>proceeded to beat the living shit out of him on floor on top of all
>the food. Thats when my sisterinlaw (his wife) came up to me and
>tossed a glass of wine in my face. That did it. I threw her into the
>wall, and busted both her glasses and the wall. Instead of listening
>to my advice, dad, who is 87 years old, walks over to the liquor
>cabinet, grabs a bottle of whiskey, and takes a swallow. Then he
>walks over to me, throws me against the wall, and shoves the bottle in
>my mouth, breaking my tooth. He pours half the bottle down my throat
>and tells me it's time I learn to drink like a man. Then everyone
>there grabbed me, threw me to the floor, on top of the smashed turkey.
>Then dad poured the rest of that bottle down my throat. I could not
>fight all 15 or 20 people, and I swallowed at least half of that
>bottle. I got up and said "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an
>alcoholic".Uncle Roy steps over to me, grabs me around the throat and
>tells me if I say that one more time, I will regret it. I started to
>say "hi my name is......". Thats when they all grabbed me, drug me
>out to my car and told me to leave and not come back. I dont
>know how I got home because I was too drunk and injured to remember
>what I was doing. Somehow I got home, and I have been sitting here
>ever since wondering what I did that was so wrong to deserve that
>treatment. Worse yet, I think I relapsed, even though I did not drink
>the alcohol by choice, and almost drowned from it.
>
>It's 3am and I just called them later a little while ago to apologise.
>They told me they were sleeping, and not to call again. I told them I
>called to ralk, and must talk now. They also told me both my brother
>and his wife were taken to the hospital in an ambulance, and both had
>broken bones from my beating on them. I wanted to say I was sorry and
>explain that I was only trying to save them from their alcoholism.
>Instead I started to say "hi my name is......" when they hung
>up one me. This upset me even more. Now I am not sure what to do.
>Should I go back to detox or what? Should I call the police and tell
>them that my relatives are drunk? I just dont know what to do.
>
>Happy ****ing Thanksgiving
>


--
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A trolling story intended to do just what it has!

wrote:
>
> I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
> of Thanksgiving Dinner
>
> I was invited by some of my relatives yesterday for Thanksgiving.
> During dinner they kept sipping their wine and I sipped some coffee
> instead. After they finished the first bottle of wine, they opened
> another. That's when I started telling them how they were turning
> into alcoholics. Everytime they poured another glass of the poison, I
> would say "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an alcoholic. Would any of
> you like to admit you are an alcoholic and address the table with your
> reason for drinking"? None of them would admit to their addiction,
> and I became upset. I told them that they would soon be in recovery
> or their drinking would destroy their lives. Everytime they poured
> another glass, I repeated this message to them. When they brought out
> the third bottle, and sat it on my side of the table, I became
> furious. I said "hi, my name is Greg, I am an alcoholic, and I am not
> going to tolerate your abusive alcoholic behavior any longer." That's
> when I grabbed that bottle and smashed it on the floor. I thought I
> was doing a good job of helping them maintain whatever was left of
> their sobriety. But NO, my brother hauled off and hit me in the
> stomach with his fist. I quickly told him to admit he is an
> alcoholic, or he would regret what he just did. He refused and told
> me to "**** off". Thats when I got off my chair, lifted the chair and
> busted it across his head. Somehow the table collapsed at the same
> time and all the turkey and food went on to the floor. My brother was
> bleeding badly, when I told him that since this is Thanksgiving, he
> would someday thank me for stopping his drinking on this day. But
> instead of accepting my assistance, he smashed his fist in my face. I
> proceeded to beat the living shit out of him on floor on top of all
> the food. Thats when my sisterinlaw (his wife) came up to me and
> tossed a glass of wine in my face. That did it. I threw her into the
> wall, and busted both her glasses and the wall. Instead of listening
> to my advice, dad, who is 87 years old, walks over to the liquor
> cabinet, grabs a bottle of whiskey, and takes a swallow. Then he
> walks over to me, throws me against the wall, and shoves the bottle in
> my mouth, breaking my tooth. He pours half the bottle down my throat
> and tells me it's time I learn to drink like a man. Then everyone
> there grabbed me, threw me to the floor, on top of the smashed turkey.
> Then dad poured the rest of that bottle down my throat. I could not
> fight all 15 or 20 people, and I swallowed at least half of that
> bottle. I got up and said "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an
> alcoholic".Uncle Roy steps over to me, grabs me around the throat and
> tells me if I say that one more time, I will regret it. I started to
> say "hi my name is......". Thats when they all grabbed me, drug me
> out to my car and told me to leave and not come back. I dont
> know how I got home because I was too drunk and injured to remember
> what I was doing. Somehow I got home, and I have been sitting here
> ever since wondering what I did that was so wrong to deserve that
> treatment. Worse yet, I think I relapsed, even though I did not drink
> the alcohol by choice, and almost drowned from it.
>
> It's 3am and I just called them later a little while ago to apologise.
> They told me they were sleeping, and not to call again. I told them I
> called to ralk, and must talk now. They also told me both my brother
> and his wife were taken to the hospital in an ambulance, and both had
> broken bones from my beating on them. I wanted to say I was sorry and
> explain that I was only trying to save them from their alcoholism.
> Instead I started to say "hi my name is......" when they hung
> up one me. This upset me even more. Now I am not sure what to do.
> Should I go back to detox or what? Should I call the police and tell
> them that my relatives are drunk? I just dont know what to do.
>
> Happy ****ing Thanksgiving

So many people took it seriously to call it a troll? I thought it was
cleverly written and funny enough to laugh out loud and read to my
boyfriend. Put it in the humor thread, and we'd all be applauding. It
had me going at first, but then I got to the description of the fight
and calling to apologize at 3:00 in the morning!

Is alcoholics anonymous such hallowed ground that we can't joke about
it? Was no one suspicious from the first mention of an AA member
lecturing to the assembled guests that it couldn't be serious? I only
know about AA from what I read and a few friends I've spoken to, but
even I know that the last thing you'd find is an AA member being
sanctimonious to the point of violence.

--Lia

Where is Sheldon the one rare time we need him?

wrote:
>
> I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
> of Thanksgiving Dinner
>
> I was invited by some of my relatives yesterday for Thanksgiving.
> During dinner they kept sipping their wine and I sipped some coffee
> instead. After they finished the first bottle of wine, they opened
> another. That's when I started telling them how they were turning
> into alcoholics. Everytime they poured another glass of the poison, I
> would say "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an alcoholic. Would any of
> you like to admit you are an alcoholic and address the table with your
> reason for drinking"? None of them would admit to their addiction,
> and I became upset. I told them that they would soon be in recovery
> or their drinking would destroy their lives. Everytime they poured
> another glass, I repeated this message to them. When they brought out
> the third bottle, and sat it on my side of the table, I became
> furious. I said "hi, my name is Greg, I am an alcoholic, and I am not
> going to tolerate your abusive alcoholic behavior any longer." That's
> when I grabbed that bottle and smashed it on the floor. I thought I
> was doing a good job of helping them maintain whatever was left of
> their sobriety. But NO, my brother hauled off and hit me in the
> stomach with his fist. I quickly told him to admit he is an
> alcoholic, or he would regret what he just did. He refused and told
> me to "**** off". Thats when I got off my chair, lifted the chair and
> busted it across his head. Somehow the table collapsed at the same
> time and all the turkey and food went on to the floor. My brother was
> bleeding badly, when I told him that since this is Thanksgiving, he
> would someday thank me for stopping his drinking on this day. But
> instead of accepting my assistance, he smashed his fist in my face. I
> proceeded to beat the living shit out of him on floor on top of all
> the food. Thats when my sisterinlaw (his wife) came up to me and
> tossed a glass of wine in my face. That did it. I threw her into the
> wall, and busted both her glasses and the wall. Instead of listening
> to my advice, dad, who is 87 years old, walks over to the liquor
> cabinet, grabs a bottle of whiskey, and takes a swallow. Then he
> walks over to me, throws me against the wall, and shoves the bottle in
> my mouth, breaking my tooth. He pours half the bottle down my throat
> and tells me it's time I learn to drink like a man. Then everyone
> there grabbed me, threw me to the floor, on top of the smashed turkey.
> Then dad poured the rest of that bottle down my throat. I could not
> fight all 15 or 20 people, and I swallowed at least half of that
> bottle. I got up and said "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an
> alcoholic".Uncle Roy steps over to me, grabs me around the throat and
> tells me if I say that one more time, I will regret it. I started to
> say "hi my name is......". Thats when they all grabbed me, drug me
> out to my car and told me to leave and not come back. I dont
> know how I got home because I was too drunk and injured to remember
> what I was doing. Somehow I got home, and I have been sitting here
> ever since wondering what I did that was so wrong to deserve that
> treatment. Worse yet, I think I relapsed, even though I did not drink
> the alcohol by choice, and almost drowned from it.
>
> It's 3am and I just called them later a little while ago to apologise.
> They told me they were sleeping, and not to call again. I told them I
> called to ralk, and must talk now. They also told me both my brother
> and his wife were taken to the hospital in an ambulance, and both had
> broken bones from my beating on them. I wanted to say I was sorry and
> explain that I was only trying to save them from their alcoholism.
> Instead I started to say "hi my name is......" when they hung
> up one me. This upset me even more. Now I am not sure what to do.
> Should I go back to detox or what? Should I call the police and tell
> them that my relatives are drunk? I just dont know what to do.
>
> Happy ****ing Thanksgiving

I've noted that Sheldong tends to ignore deliberate trolls... ;-)

K.

"Kent H." wrote:
>
> Where is Sheldon the one rare time we need him?
>
> wrote:
> >
> > I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
> > of Thanksgiving Dinner
> >
> > I was invited by some of my relatives yesterday for Thanksgiving.
> > During dinner they kept sipping their wine and I sipped some coffee
> > instead. After they finished the first bottle of wine, they opened
> > another. That's when I started telling them how they were turning
> > into alcoholics. Everytime they poured another glass of the poison, I
> > would say "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an alcoholic. Would any of
> > you like to admit you are an alcoholic and address the table with your
> > reason for drinking"? None of them would admit to their addiction,
> > and I became upset. I told them that they would soon be in recovery
> > or their drinking would destroy their lives. Everytime they poured
> > another glass, I repeated this message to them. When they brought out
> > the third bottle, and sat it on my side of the table, I became
> > furious. I said "hi, my name is Greg, I am an alcoholic, and I am not
> > going to tolerate your abusive alcoholic behavior any longer." That's
> > when I grabbed that bottle and smashed it on the floor. I thought I
> > was doing a good job of helping them maintain whatever was left of
> > their sobriety. But NO, my brother hauled off and hit me in the
> > stomach with his fist. I quickly told him to admit he is an
> > alcoholic, or he would regret what he just did. He refused and told
> > me to "**** off". Thats when I got off my chair, lifted the chair and
> > busted it across his head. Somehow the table collapsed at the same
> > time and all the turkey and food went on to the floor. My brother was
> > bleeding badly, when I told him that since this is Thanksgiving, he
> > would someday thank me for stopping his drinking on this day. But
> > instead of accepting my assistance, he smashed his fist in my face. I
> > proceeded to beat the living shit out of him on floor on top of all
> > the food. Thats when my sisterinlaw (his wife) came up to me and
> > tossed a glass of wine in my face. That did it. I threw her into the
> > wall, and busted both her glasses and the wall. Instead of listening
> > to my advice, dad, who is 87 years old, walks over to the liquor
> > cabinet, grabs a bottle of whiskey, and takes a swallow. Then he
> > walks over to me, throws me against the wall, and shoves the bottle in
> > my mouth, breaking my tooth. He pours half the bottle down my throat
> > and tells me it's time I learn to drink like a man. Then everyone
> > there grabbed me, threw me to the floor, on top of the smashed turkey.
> > Then dad poured the rest of that bottle down my throat. I could not
> > fight all 15 or 20 people, and I swallowed at least half of that
> > bottle. I got up and said "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an
> > alcoholic".Uncle Roy steps over to me, grabs me around the throat and
> > tells me if I say that one more time, I will regret it. I started to
> > say "hi my name is......". Thats when they all grabbed me, drug me
> > out to my car and told me to leave and not come back. I dont
> > know how I got home because I was too drunk and injured to remember
> > what I was doing. Somehow I got home, and I have been sitting here
> > ever since wondering what I did that was so wrong to deserve that
> > treatment. Worse yet, I think I relapsed, even though I did not drink
> > the alcohol by choice, and almost drowned from it.
> >
> > It's 3am and I just called them later a little while ago to apologise.
> > They told me they were sleeping, and not to call again. I told them I
> > called to ralk, and must talk now. They also told me both my brother
> > and his wife were taken to the hospital in an ambulance, and both had
> > broken bones from my beating on them. I wanted to say I was sorry and
> > explain that I was only trying to save them from their alcoholism.
> > Instead I started to say "hi my name is......" when they hung
> > up one me. This upset me even more. Now I am not sure what to do.
> > Should I go back to detox or what? Should I call the police and tell
> > them that my relatives are drunk? I just dont know what to do.
> >
> > Happy ****ing Thanksgiving

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what a maroon!

Katra wrote:
>
> I've noted that Sheldong tends to ignore deliberate trolls... ;-)

What does ShelDONG mean. You've hit onto something?
>
> K.
>
> "Kent H." wrote:
> >
> > Where is Sheldon the one rare time we need him?
> >
> > wrote:
> > >
> > > I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
> > > of Thanksgiving Dinner
> > >
> > > I was invited by some of my relatives yesterday for Thanksgiving.
> > > During dinner they kept sipping their wine and I sipped some coffee
> > > instead. After they finished the first bottle of wine, they opened
> > > another. That's when I started telling them how they were turning
> > > into alcoholics. Everytime they poured another glass of the poison, I
> > > would say "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an alcoholic. Would any of
> > > you like to admit you are an alcoholic and address the table with your
> > > reason for drinking"? None of them would admit to their addiction,
> > > and I became upset. I told them that they would soon be in recovery
> > > or their drinking would destroy their lives. Everytime they poured
> > > another glass, I repeated this message to them. When they brought out
> > > the third bottle, and sat it on my side of the table, I became
> > > furious. I said "hi, my name is Greg, I am an alcoholic, and I am not
> > > going to tolerate your abusive alcoholic behavior any longer." That's
> > > when I grabbed that bottle and smashed it on the floor. I thought I
> > > was doing a good job of helping them maintain whatever was left of
> > > their sobriety. But NO, my brother hauled off and hit me in the
> > > stomach with his fist. I quickly told him to admit he is an
> > > alcoholic, or he would regret what he just did. He refused and told
> > > me to "**** off". Thats when I got off my chair, lifted the chair and
> > > busted it across his head. Somehow the table collapsed at the same
> > > time and all the turkey and food went on to the floor. My brother was
> > > bleeding badly, when I told him that since this is Thanksgiving, he
> > > would someday thank me for stopping his drinking on this day. But
> > > instead of accepting my assistance, he smashed his fist in my face. I
> > > proceeded to beat the living shit out of him on floor on top of all
> > > the food. Thats when my sisterinlaw (his wife) came up to me and
> > > tossed a glass of wine in my face. That did it. I threw her into the
> > > wall, and busted both her glasses and the wall. Instead of listening
> > > to my advice, dad, who is 87 years old, walks over to the liquor
> > > cabinet, grabs a bottle of whiskey, and takes a swallow. Then he
> > > walks over to me, throws me against the wall, and shoves the bottle in
> > > my mouth, breaking my tooth. He pours half the bottle down my throat
> > > and tells me it's time I learn to drink like a man. Then everyone
> > > there grabbed me, threw me to the floor, on top of the smashed turkey.
> > > Then dad poured the rest of that bottle down my throat. I could not
> > > fight all 15 or 20 people, and I swallowed at least half of that
> > > bottle. I got up and said "Hi, my name is Greg and I am an
> > > alcoholic".Uncle Roy steps over to me, grabs me around the throat and
> > > tells me if I say that one more time, I will regret it. I started to
> > > say "hi my name is......". Thats when they all grabbed me, drug me
> > > out to my car and told me to leave and not come back. I dont
> > > know how I got home because I was too drunk and injured to remember
> > > what I was doing. Somehow I got home, and I have been sitting here
> > > ever since wondering what I did that was so wrong to deserve that
> > > treatment. Worse yet, I think I relapsed, even though I did not drink
> > > the alcohol by choice, and almost drowned from it.
> > >
> > > It's 3am and I just called them later a little while ago to apologise.
> > > They told me they were sleeping, and not to call again. I told them I
> > > called to ralk, and must talk now. They also told me both my brother
> > > and his wife were taken to the hospital in an ambulance, and both had
> > > broken bones from my beating on them. I wanted to say I was sorry and
> > > explain that I was only trying to save them from their alcoholism.
> > > Instead I started to say "hi my name is......" when they hung
> > > up one me. This upset me even more. Now I am not sure what to do.
> > > Should I go back to detox or what? Should I call the police and tell
> > > them that my relatives are drunk? I just dont know what to do.
> > >
> > > Happy ****ing Thanksgiving
>
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Julia Altshuler wrote:
> So many people took it seriously to call it a troll? I thought it was
> cleverly written and funny enough to laugh out loud and read to my
> boyfriend. Put it in the humor thread, and we'd all be applauding. It
> had me going at first, but then I got to the description of the fight
> and calling to apologize at 3:00 in the morning!
>
> Is alcoholics anonymous such hallowed ground that we can't joke about
> it? Was no one suspicious from the first mention of an AA member
> lecturing to the assembled guests that it couldn't be serious? I only
> know about AA from what I read and a few friends I've spoken to, but
> even I know that the last thing you'd find is an AA member being
> sanctimonious to the point of violence.
>
> --Lia
>
I laughed too....You've got a good handle on it Julia.

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>From: Julia Altshuler

>I only
>know about AA from what I read and a few friends I've spoken to, but
>even I know that the last thing you'd find is an AA member being
>sanctimonious to the point of violence.

You haven't met my SIL!

Ellen

On 29 Nov 2003 23:05:30 GMT, (SportKite1) wrote:

>>From: Julia Altshuler
>
>>I only
>>know about AA from what I read and a few friends I've spoken to, but
>>even I know that the last thing you'd find is an AA member being
>>sanctimonious to the point of violence.
>
>You haven't met my SIL!
>
>Ellen
>
....i don't know about 'to the point of violence,' but plenty of them
reach some point or other.

your pal,
blake

> wrote in message
...
> I am a recovering alcoholic, and yesterday I was unfairly Kicked Out
> of Thanksgiving Dinner

<Bad behavior snipped>

> Happy ****ing Thanksgiving

You sir are a consummate asshole. I guess you've never understood either the
12 steps nor the serenity prayer.

How would you have acted toward someone like you when you were practicing
your addiction?

I suggest you look at step 8 & 9 carefully then seek the advise of your
sponsor - it there is anyone who was silly enough to say yes.


Dimitri