Daft Cows On Christmas Day.

My father has a friend who lives a few hours from our town. She works on a boat for a few weeks at a time, and gets to spend time at home for two weeks. She has a habit of spending her time on land at our house.

I wouldn’t even have a problem with her if it wasn’t for her obnoxious personality, the fact that she’s thicker than lead, or her habit of being an absolute tosser.

She insults me and my brother constantly, and she complains about anything and everything we ever do.

The thing that really gets my knickers in a twist is when she complains about how she can’t sleep when she’s here.

She spends half the night banging on the bloody wall to “shut me up”, because I make too much noise.


Sod off and sleep in your own bloody house.


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Former miserable, confused teenager - now sad and confused trans adult(ish)
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