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Back Story: I have an uncle that is currently living with my grand parents and I because he'd rather go camping and hiking than look for a job, he is also one of those "Believe as I do or burn in hell!" type of Christians (Don't get me wrong, I've got nothing against any religion, I'm a very open and understanding person, just don't get pushy with what you believe in and start yelling at me why your beliefs are wright and mine are wrong.) Because of my uncle also being one of those *"I'm Always Right"* kind of people he is VERY hard to live with. He goes on about how I'm living my life wrong and is constantly starting arguments because the way he sees it I'm wrong, end of story. 

The Good Stuff: Tonight a news story came on about a woman in New Jersey winning the power ball jackpot, and my Uncle started right in with non-sense about how the devil made her win the jackpot and that she was just going to squander the money away...Because she's a woman. "Wait" I thought "you're saying she's going to blow her winnings simply because she's a woman?!?!" and this started another argument, I mean really what does it matter whether the winner is Man,Woman, or a little of both? Any way I got fed up with him and was just about to storm off to my room because there really is no reasoning with that man when I remembered, in the freezer there was a couple of fruit pies (like the Little Debbie's ones you buy at convenience stores.) one for me, one for my Uncle. So on my way by the freezer I opened it up and grabbed both the Cherry one that was mine, and the Blackberry one that WAS my Uncle's. I am eating his as I type this, and I gotta say...Revenge never tasted so sweet.
<bot>: My Uncle is a better than thou type christian that likes to judge others and argue about why we are all wrong. He made a very sexist remark, so I ate his fruit pie.