Thanks, A&E, for making a depressing show ten times more depressing

So big daddy and I were watching Intervention last night on A&E. Partly because there was nothing else on tv, but mostly because it makes us feel like we are superior to at least some people in this world. Last night they featured someone named Bret. He was 44 and a raging alcoholic. He had lost his job, his kids, and his wife. He was a big hot mess.

Then came time for the intervention. He flipped the fuck out when he found out they wanted him to go away to get help. After they threatened to have him committed, he agreed to go to rehab. Big daddy said, "I bet you he's gonna finish treatment." We always make stupid bets with eachother. So I'm all, "There's no way, he's way too far gone for rehab to help." I've learned which way to go because most people on this show relapse, and also I'm tired of losing sexual favor bets to big daddy. I have TMJ for christ's sake!

So anyhow, the end of the show comes on and he did actually finish rehab. And then he died 3 weeks later from esophageal cancer. I'm not sure who wins at this point. I'm going with a tie.