[[Rose is in the living room, grouching and grumbling about stupid food and stupid stuffing and stupid John and stupid everything basically. The moral of today's story is that StriLondes are not allowed in the kitchen. Because apparently being able to make things like gour-fucking-met Pokemon food does not mean you can make something like stuffing.
Which is bullshit, universe. That is a bullshit universal rule.
Stupid piece of shit universe.
She's watching the broadcast, and she's nodding with every point he makes. And a few times makes a verbal agreement. Because seriously those instructions were shit. They were shit. Whoever decided to write those instructions was an idiot.
Ugh. Thanksgiving is the dumbest holiday.
And she doesn't even have baby here to cheer her up.]]
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Which is bullshit, universe. That is a bullshit universal rule.
Stupid piece of shit universe.
She's watching the broadcast, and she's nodding with every point he makes. And a few times makes a verbal agreement. Because seriously those instructions were shit. They were shit. Whoever decided to write those instructions was an idiot.
Ugh. Thanksgiving is the dumbest holiday.
And she doesn't even have baby here to cheer her up.]]