The Isolated Blurt Thread XXXVII: You're Welcome, Fuckers

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Thank goodness it’s Christmas and I can just relax about eating the food. Yesterday I wasn’t even allowed the ice because it was Christmas ice. I’m like damn woman Christmas ice? She kills me.
 
Merry Christmas everyone.

My roommate yells "Merry Christmas, come open presents" outside my door this morning, like yells, full blast.

I stagger out thinking it around noonish. It's fucking 9:30 in the morning.
 
My turkey is 16.8 lbs, from a local farm, free range, grain fed, no antibiotics or steroids, no childhood traumas.

Yum!
 
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