When someone's looking for criticism, it's rarely overly negative insults they look for, especially on a first draft only written for general ideas. It's pathetic how much you get off on fucking with people.
Apologies for the five-day communiqué delay, Labs.
They were rather fanastical, all in all. Thanks for inquiring
My shorter, yet older big brother & I relieved the maternal parenting unit of Xmas feast preparation responsibilities. Nothing too involved, mind you. Just a traditional spread with some of our own familiar heirloom additions. But everything turned our pretty damn well, I'm happy to say.
The only real hiccup came when my brother revealed that he had ordered a 25-lb bird. Resulting in an extra ten ponds worth of turkey that the lot of us couldn't even begin to fathom gumming into submission.
Most of the excess was sent to what passes for a vagrant corral in these parts. With a lesser amount divvied up and beat-wein-ed among a gathering of local merchants and service industry go-getters. All to the severe displeasure of everyone involved, I might add.
Beyond that, I got my Mom a few practical items (such as house slippers for the frigid bit of the calender year). A joke gift of the potential future use variety and a couple of compact discs were gathered and presented to the repugnant stack of humanity that I once called Pa.
Well, I've had something really weird going on with my friends list since I've returned. With the exception of those on The Spill Crew and Chig Champa (which is odd because he shows up on my friends list, but when I go to his page, it says 'Add as Friend' where it'd normally say 'Remove as Friend'- I dunno what's up with this), all my friends were missing upon my return (despite using the same email address as my original user), so I've had to request a bunch of people back. I thought I'd already requested you, so imagine my surprise when I found I couldn't message you the other morning (here where I'm at).
eye eye. hope all was well with you and the brood! some north korean brandy on christmas eve is partly responsible for my previous 24 hours of suffering. Not a feathered bird in sight and a blue screen laptop to sweeten the deal. thank goodness I only have to do that once a year... ahem ... now I have to mentally prepare for new years... FIGHTING!!