Merry Fuckmas! God fuck us every fuck.

[brigid]

12-25-2022

Merry Christmas!

I was up too late putting together my kid's stocking, finishing wrapping Santa presents (I have special "from Santa" tags on twisted red and white string with jingle bells), and taking a shower so I wouldn't have to take one in the morning.

We've spent today unwrapping presents, drinking coffee, and nibbling on breakfast bacon and bagels, and various cookies. The Great Christmas Lego Assembly has started for my kid and my husband, and I'm going to start mine after I've played some computer games. We're doing charcuterie and sparkling cider, and coke in little glass bottles, for lunch/dinner.

I've once again stated that once all of our wrapping paper is used up I'm going to switch to festive cloth wrappings. Will this actually happen? Who can say! But we've got a trash bag full of brightly colored paper that can't be recycled and I've got guilt whomps when I look at it.

Like many people we have Christmas traditions. Ours were scaled back this year for a number of reasons, including making cookies and leaving some out for Santa, but we still have traditions especially ones that center around our kid.

The Van Hoesen family Christmas tradition is fucking.

The Van Hoesen family Christmas tradition involves donning various Christmas-related attire and then fucking, possibly within earshot of their small children, or in a location where their small children will stumble upon them.

Do they have any non-sexy Christmas traditions?

Do any of their Christmas traditions involve their small children?

We got a grand total of two strips with their kids in it this month. One involves them watching their parents make out under the mistletoe on a swing set then asking if THEY can make out under mistletoe. The other involves them informing their father that their mother requires him to watch them as she's "at a conference" (cavorting with Daphne the dog someplace where there is no snow).

We had multiple flash-back strips where child Edda and child Amos endlessly discussed conceiving children, and two current-time strips with their actual children.

We had more strips featuring a talking cat who's never been in the strip before than we've had strips with Edda and Amos' children.

I'm not even going to mention the legs legs legs and tortured anatomy against the swirled barf background.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Try not to think of these two dorks rolling around in a pile of prickly, sticky pine needles and shattered glass ornaments as they fuck wildly, their kids in the next room!