It's official... I am allergic to Christmas. Maybe it's the
undercooked sausage, maybe it was that my aunt didn't wash her hands
before making Cheescake, maybe drinking egg- nog with an expiration
date of 2010 was a bad idea, maybe it is the fact my house looks like
a tornado ran through it or maybe I just hate December 25th
They are all viable options to why I have been pissing out of my ass
all day, why I feel like I did 10 shots of rail gin but one thing is
for sure, I feel like death and my kid does too.
So screw santa and screw the Christmas spirit cause all signs of
holiday goodness flusher down with a roll of Charmin today
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