My chuffing brother and his bitch from hell wife.
It was our girls' 2nd birthday yesterday - we got no contact from him asking if there was anything they would like and just got zero effort gift vouchers through the post. They didn't call or text to speak to them or to wish them happy birthday.
They received invites to the party on Saturday and haven't even responded to say they aren't coming.
Now he is on Facebook whinging that he can't go to spectate at a charity event on Saturday because he is working. No mention of missing his own nieces' birthday party.
(This isn't an isolated event that I am being unreasonable about - it is just the latest kick in the teeth from him - at Easter they came to visit my mum (who lives 5 miles from us) and they didn't come to see the girls then because 'they had a really busy weekend'. The bitch wife did go to the MacDonald's she used to work at to see old work mates on each of the three days they were here though). Clearly her old burger-flipping workmates are more important to her than her own nieces.
Ufck him. Ufck them both.
I feel marginally better for that, thank you.