as per NO ONE’S request, here is my drawing of a GOAT:

fil asked what the fuck was wrong with me and how could i not draw a goat? i said it was because goats are very racist, put my hand over my mouth and mumbled some words that don’t exist and walked away. i felt like i won that round.

and this is what i am giving my brother for christmas:

i am not required to get him anything this year cos i didn’t get his name for kris kringle but i am one of those people who likes to make everyone else look bad come birthday time and xmas by showing up with stuff to buy their love. it’s also somewhat of a dis on account of his stingyness for last year’s present. he pulled my name, bought something for mom and dad and everyone SAVE FOR THE ONE PERSON HE WAS SUPPOSE TO, ME. then he gave me some money when i figured out i got shafted once we were at my nana and papa’s house, but ten minutes later asked for some of it back. haha. he got me a napoleon dynamite hat but not a trucker hat nowhere close to cool, it was the style that homeless people wear or bitches who exercise. ugly. sorry shawn, that’s dem apples mang.

let this be a lesson to the world, if you give me a bullshit present ever i will blog about it so hard you will have a nervous breakdown every time my birthday and xmas come around.

oh and here is the picture i drew of batman and robin that cafepress would not allow for me to use on t-shirts and other merchandise cos they are homophobic. nah, i think it’s cos of the batman logo.

look out michelangelo!

i got fil to try on a sweater i bought him for his birthday but with his eyes closed so he wouldn’t know what it was. i am smart.

also we put up the lites last nite i was pretty sneaky about it. i got up and started opening the boxes and once fil saw me do that he joined in and TOOK OVER haha and then he put them up all sloppy and ignored everything i sad about how to wrap them nicely it looks like an autistic giraffe strung them up.

once we were done i said i knew that would happen and it was my plan all along.

then i scoffed at his earlier guestimate of the length of our railing he said thirty feet and good thing i got two boxes of lites then he put on a santa hat, fetched the tape measure and went into I AM THE MYTHBUSTERS mode.