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Khanh the Killjoy

Twas the night before Christmas: a bit of inebriated, bored poetry

Twas the wee hours of Christmas, and all through the flat
Two sisters were lounging, both feeling quite fat
For they had each eaten more than their fair share
Of a neighborly gift, a box of Ferrerro Rochers
A box that should have been given to ole Santa Claus
But the sisters believed their own bellies a more worthy cause

Big sister Khanh glared sadly into her empty glass of gin
"Will you shut the fuck up, you're as loud as sin"
For little sister was shouting and laughing up quite a spell
Playing a rousing, bawdy-filled game of LoL
"My head hurts," Khanh whined, "I'm going to shower"
"I'll BRB soon, maybe in half an hour"

Little sister snorted, absorbed in her game
"It's not my fault," she said, "Don't give me the blame"
"If you hadn't been mixing your gin with your port"
"Your state of inebriation would have been quite short."
"Whatever," Khanh grumbled, staggering to her bath
While little sister played on, oblivious to Khanh's wrath

Khanh staggered into the bathroom, only to flounder
As she saw her sister's hair scattered all over the counter
"WHAT THE FUCK" she yelled "YOU KNOW I GET MAD"
"WHEN YOU SHED YOUR HAIR ALL OVER THE DAMN PLACE LIKE A CAT"
Her sister smirked, and shook her head some more
Khanh watched in horror as a her sister's hair fell to the floor

"It's not my damn fault that you're so fucking OCD"
"A few strands of hair here and there never bother me"
Grinned little sister, still shaking her fucking head
As Khanh threw her hands up in defeat, and crawled into bed
"I fucking hate Christmas, even if it's only one day per year"
"Today I'm going to down a fucking bottle of Everclear"

True story -_- And yes, I am that bored. Merry Christmas to all, and to all, a good night.