Hunter, Hunter, Hunter

I have become a true redneck.  Well sort of.  Hunter was drunk all night, this morning I found him outside sitting in his truck, drunk.  Window was down, and it was the coldest night of the winter, like 10 degrees.  He wouldn't come in the house, so I told him to stay out there and freeze.  Came back in, got under my blankets to get warm and then I get a phone call. He had driven to my Mother's old house and had walked in.  He was upset because they were doing contrustion work on the house.  The people told him to get out.  The thing that got me was that he was driving and drunk.  I thought I was going to die.  I got in my car to go find him, past him on the road, I turned around and started following him.  He bumped the car in front of him, thank God no damage.  He got home, I got out of my car and went over and started in on him.  I told him to give me his keys, he wouldn't so we started fighting over the keys.  Next thing I knew I was hitting him and I gave him a busted lip.  I just let loose on  him.  If I was a man with the strength I would have knocked him on his butt.  OMG....drinking and drunk.  he was drunk to the point of stumbling.