SATURDAY WANTS IMPLANTS AND A DYSON

Spawn knocked it out of the park with Christmas dinner, well impressed. The other in-laws brought their two boxer dogs with them, if I could've found a way to smuggle out the big chunky one and bring him home without anybody noticing I would have.

After we'd eaten Spawn's fiance ran his mum round to her friend's house (who was originally coming but then changed her mind) with a plated-up dinner, she opened the door, complained that it was 4pm and she'd wanted to eat at 3 so she didn't want it now and shut the door in their face! :D

On the drive home almost every motorway bridge over the M6 and M61 had a cop car parked on it.
 
After we'd eaten Spawn's fiance ran his mum round to her friend's house (who was originally coming but then changed her mind) with a plated-up dinner, she opened the door, complained that it was 4pm and she'd wanted to eat at 3 so she didn't want it now and shut the door in their face! :D

:D! Behaviour!
 
When they got back, in between slagging her off, they did point out that she has two children, neither of whom she's seen for twenty years except when they came for their dad's funeral in June. They just came to the crematorium for the service, didn't sit with her and left straight afterwards, didn't even go back to her house. She's so horrible even her own children hate her.
 
The parents have left, Christmas dinner is DONE, and I'm now just going to spend the rest of the night drinking prosecco and eating haribo :disco:
 

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