On any Christmas day we would usually see children snuggled up under some warm, thick blankets, with a nice cup of hot chocolate or maybe hot water because SOME "people" are too much of a little bitch to drink milk without emptying their bowels all of the fucking carpet!
"Dad you know I'm lactose intole-" THEN TOLERATE IT! "That's not how it wo-" That's it. Christmas OVER, everyone go back to their rooms we'll try again next year! Chop chop!
*angry groans fill the room*
Yeah yeah maybe if Jeremy here could handle his milk maybe you guys would've had a good Christmas for the first time in 5 years so everyone let's thank Jeremy for ruining everything AGAIN!
"Oh my god, again Jeremy?!"
"Typical."
"Is he adopted?"
"I hope he is, maybe we can get a refund."
O-oh yeah YOU'RE still here, anyway, before I was RUDELY INTERRUPTED by a certain someone, *side glance at Jeremy* I was telling you about kids and Christmas traditions. So yeah blankets, hot chocolate, presents, decorations, and most importantly FAMILY!
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But some kids aren't as lucky.