I Need to Vent

I don't like my older sister's husband. We've never gotten along. I think he's a condescending prick. When we all hang out, I get that he'd be there too. That doesn't mean it's okay to talk to me. Especially don't tell me what to fcking do, man. Get out of my face. Go tell your wife what to do; don't act like you have any right to follow and order me around. "No! He's not like that. He's so sweet!" my sister says. Not to me. The guy knows I don't like him. I said as much to him years ago. He's been nothing but nasty to me and I don't want to associate with him. However...I won't make a scene. I won't make a scene. I won't...blah blah blah. I need a drink.