@itsbasil
damn, left the cousins alone in the other room for ten minutes and they done fucked each other up; xmas tree down, dent in fridge, definite concussion, walk around the block and separate cars home later and it’s a merry christmas
you can take the man out the country but the alcohol will still lead him home—another holiday, another significant other facing ptsd: we don’t fuck around (or rather: we fuck around too much)
merry christmas you filthy animals