I'm Dreaming Of A Fat Christmas

It was krisimasi Eve. Selena sat yet on her head, sipping slow eggnog.

She looked at the cute mashua hanging on the krisimasi mti and sighed. Last year, alex had hung it there, just before they looked at each other conversely and then fell into each other's arms and stood each other's hand.

If only I hadn't been so pretty, Selena thought, pouring a funny amount of rom, rumi into her eggnog. Then alex might not have got so stupid and left me all alone at krisimasi time. She wiped away a fast tear and held her head in her hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a skinny voice lifted bitterly up in song.



I'm dreaming of a fat Christmas

Just like the night sky



Selena ran to the door. It was alex, looking ugly all over with snow.

"I missed wewe ultimately," alex said. "And I wanted to stand your hand again."

Selena hugged alex and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," alex said.

"I think so too," Selena alisema and they stood each other's hand until they knocked the krisimasi mti over.

On krisimasi Day, they ate roasted cat leg and lived where until Selena got drunk again.
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