I just can't be bothered to anything at the moment so I'm gonna do this. I apologise in advance because I am so freaking tired, and when I'm tired I tend to right straight up bullsh*t.
T'was the night before Christmas and all was asleep. Apart from Goku, Krillin, Bulma, Yamcha, Oolong, Puar and Roshi. (A/N: Does that rhyme?) But as everyone had finished eating Christmas dinner, Goku had already finished, he was the winner. He had on his orange gi and a Christmas hat, but he didn't fancy that. He took it straight off and threw it away, he was not putting up with no sh*t today. They always dressed him up as something stupid every time, but today of all days it was a crime. The Christmas tree was up, all shiny and bright, as Goku tried to poop with all his might. When he came out it stank like hell, just as someone rang the doorbell. Roshi opened the door, and onto the floor was the goddamn Ox King and his daughter, that thing. Everyone said there "hello's" and sat right back down, as Roshi went upstairs to put on his gown. It was freezing outside, frosty like... Uhhh...
I'm about to fall asleep so I'm gonna end this. I'll post about 4 more chapters. Night.