Frah's hair a mess in every picture.
The thought of Ben's pale, flaccid body in his matching tight pyjamas.
The eggs.
The Santa on the roof with the worse Santa beard imaginable.
The humblebragging, oversharing pointlessness of her life.
Bentos in that freaking outfit once again.
Raffy saying Santa car (as if)
I'm not prone to violent outbursts but feel like driving to the scruffiest house in that village and leaving an envelope of poo in her doorstep there is so much bs going on, she might as well have some more.