My doosh BIL who is currently running 452 miles and will soon be putting his map my run on every social media form known to humanity doesn’t want kids yet always wants to borrow mine to play video games and hang. I wouldn’t trust him with my dog’s poop let alone my kids.
He told my then seven year old a story about drugs, oral sex, and the emergency room once, I don’t leave my kids alone with him for even a second now.
Once when he was with the wife he dumped for gaining ten pounds in ten years and ruining his life by no longer being trophy wife, they kept pestering to have the oldest two go stay a weekend. Second oldest said don’t worry Mom, if we ever have to stay with Uncle Doosh, his big brother, who was 14 at the time could be the adult. Even an 11 year old can recognize a know it all egomaniac with Peter Pan syndrome.