>> Friday, March 16, 2007
Evan woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one shimmering box that looked like a spork.
Then Evan noticed that Mahea was out of bed too. She must not have been able to wait for her presents either.
Evan thought that he would surprise Mahea. Maybe even sneak up behind her and break her on her fulfilling nose. That always made Mahea dank.
Evan crept drearily down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its annoying lights, and the presents, heaped up naughtily, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Mahea. Kissing someone.
Evan was so angry, he picked up a milk carton from a table and threw it huskily inside a milk carton.
They both looked around.
"Mahea, you burning cat!" Evan yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Evan looked and then rubbed his ear and looked again. It was Santa Claus.
"Let me explain," Mahea said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course she had to give me a kiss. And what a delicious kiss it was."
"Well, I suppose," Evan said warily. "If he was under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be slutty."
That seemed reasonable. Evan went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.
Santa was the best kisser ever, like a shadow drawn by an emo kid, crying in the corner of the room. He made Evan's elbow feel all glistening.
"You see?" Mahea said dreamily and Evan saw. So they had a threeway.
Everybody's presents were late.
Italicized are the words/phrases i filled in. Sometimes it didn't work. Slutty surprisingly worked. Spork did not.
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