Bringer of Hell
Even driving my mother-in-law to the grocery store was a painfully horrible five minutes of my life.
the fattest, ugliest, meanest, most fake, evil, stinkiest thing (with chin hair) you can imagine.
If my mother in law wasn't so gross and ever got laid she might not be such a cunt.
the annoying "hang nail" that pisses you off and will not heal on the side your finger nail/cuticle.
OMG 2 days and this mother in law is driving me nuts!
the picture of your wife in the not so remote future
Monster-in-law. See monster
... no questions asked.
The monster-in-law called again...
She who spawned the screaming banshee from hell. Oops, sorry. That would be X-mother-in-law.
...the slime oozed from the festering pustules on my x-mother-in-law's face.
The mother of one's wife/husband.
We are going to take a trip to my mother-in-law's house on Christmas.