So I live at home with my father, my step mom and her son(my step brother). This defective waste of space is worse than what you see in the movies. Here's a little background for you. We have quite a bit of farm equipment that we use quite often(assortment of mowers, atv's, buggy and what not.) So naturally, we put gas in them and keep at least a full 7g gas can around. Well, every time I go to work around the house everything is siphoned bone fucking dry. His dumb ass even takes the 2-cycle gas for the weed whackers, mixes it all together and puts it in his truck. He can't hold a job for longer than 3 weeks and it's never his fault when he gets fired. He is supposed to be at his current job by 7am when I don't have to be at mine until 8am. At least 3 days a week, he is still sleeping while I'm leaving the house at 7:30 and at least 1 day a week he doesn't even go in. That's not even 1/16 of it, but you all may wonder why it isn't stopped. Why hasn't anyone in your household taken action, Kanned? Dear Lord, why? Because he has an impenetrable shield AKA his mom. This woman buys him clothes that cost more than my luxury items, makes his truck payments when he has no money, gives him gas money even while he steals ours, and much worse. The only time he has ever tried to pay her back for anything, he stole the money out of her purse 2 hours later and she caught him. What did she do? Not a fucking thing. This POS is 23 years old and 110% illiterate. Yup, he honestly asked me if the word "job" was spelled with an "e" not too long ago. I get him cheat codes for his playstation and then have to read them off to him. To top it all off, he's a pill junkie(mainly roxies) and is always asking for money everyday even though he has a job. I have to lock my door every second I'm not in it. If I don't lock it while in the shower, shit turns up missing. What's funny is my step mom HATES me and adores him. I guess it's a cliche story of a blinded mother. What set me off to rant this time? It's just he and I in the house because my family is in TN atm. Before they left, no one could find one of the 2 keys we have for my work truck. This is a pretty nice Tacoma that I kind of inherited for work cause my honda doesn't cut it in construction. Well, we ask him over and over and he says he doesn't have it. Ask his mom over and over and she didn't give it to him. Well, I woke up to him making a drug deal over the phone outside my door and then heard my truck start. I'll be fucking damned if I didn't look outside and see it gone. It's something new every single day, I hope he eats a tree at 70. Has anyone else gone through frustration like this? CLIFFS -Step brother is a pill junkie/thief and my step mother supports it. -Mother fucker stole my truck and is driving around at my expense making a drug deal. -If there is someone listening, please kill him.