Thank you for my gifts, everyone. I love them.

If anyone's interested in more peppermint bark, I have enough for a second batch!


You keep that bitch Marsh away from me, or I swear to God I will tear out her eyes, Sam. I'm not fucking kidding.



Do I just scream 'hey, attack me out of the blue?' to your friends, or what?

This is fucking ridiculous.


Fucking bitchcunt. GOD DAMN IT. Where do these people get off? I don't even know her, and she's talking to me like I'm some kind of five year old who still believes in Santa.

She has no idea how lucky she is that she's Gabe's friend. Her face would be in the fucking dirt.