I can actually feel myself getting fatter by the second.
People won’t stop giving me cookies and chocolates as “gifts”.
I hate everyone.
It’s Christmas, people.
- Oh Mutant Tree, Oh Mutant Tree…
- Crissy’s Gift to the Pathetic, Downtrodden, Shat Upon Queefs at Work on Christmas Eve
- Letter to my cat, the Grinch
- Remedial Gift Giving for Boys
- Just take away my will to live, why don’t you? OR How therapy went last Friday