Recaping from previous post I did shut the door on the alcoholic nutcase but he kept yelling something about his daughter and then he started banging on the front door again so we opened the door again. I can't remember what he was saying as his breath stunk of alcohol.

Moving right along the drunk showed up again after my dad called to tell him he couldnt do the favour as it doesnt fit his working schedule. The drunk rocks up at 9pm on a monday night to drag my brother and my mum to his garage sale. For crying out loud what kind of a nutcase has a garage sale at 9:30pm in the dark.

Anyway my brother and mum decide to follow him to shut him up. They rock up to his house to find junk all over his front lawn. You think this is it? Apparently the guy drags them inside the house and theres more junk for sale in there and finally the backyard is like Glebe markets.

According to my brother this guy collects anything he can find and then has a garage sale that lasts about a year. Its almost like his full time job. So if anyones interested in a garage sale this guys open anytime of the day.

The drunk notices that my brother isnt me. He remembers me and asks my mum how old I am and then states that his son is 22 and that I should take him out once in a while because he needs friends.

What do I look like? A friendship agency. Who offers their son and daughter to me. Soon his going to offer his wife for crying out loud.