John: pass me the peaches please rose.
Rose: set them yourself you lazy sack of shit.
Laura: no second hand car!
Rose: fine.
Rose lifts the basket of peaches up and dumps 3 in the tomato sauce on the side of his plate.
John: what the fuck Rose!
Rose: hahahahehehehe
John grabs Rose's braids and smacks her on the side of the head.
Rose: owwww, you fucking bastard!
Laura: stop this right now !
Mathew stops chewing on his sandwich.
Mathew: This is great entertainment.
Laura gets up and flips the Christmas dinner off the table and onto the floor.
Laura: That's it! I'm never going to let you have my car Rose!
Rose: Fuck you! You Fucking whore!
Laura: And Mathew I'm going to throw your collection of Porsche toy cars out the window and into the pool where they will lose their paint and rust.
Mathew, Rose and John: Fuck You Laura.
To be continued:
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Christmas Dinner with The Harolds and Lonely Rose
HumorA Rude but Funny story I typed to myself in a Group chat while everyone else was inactive.
