The thing I don’t get is why 3 adults get so pissed on Christmas Day that come Boxing Day they’re all hungover. They have 2 young kids to look after and entertain. I have at max 2-3 drinks on Christmas Day, as does my hubby, so that we can enjoy the day with our son and have fun with him and his new toys, play some games and watch movies.
As for the kittens, so much for being her babies. They weren’t even an after thought when it comes to Christmas. I think I might just make a phonecall Christmas Eve or Christmas Day just to make sure they really aren’t alone. I don’t believe a word that comes out that tramps mouth.
Jesus can you imagine her with another baby?! Poor bugger would be left to feed itself whilst mummy got pissed