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By rubyjones

A Christmas balls up.

I accidentally sat on their treasured glass Christmas decorations
ones that the family had carefully collected over decades.

Not a single bastard wanted to know whether I had shards
of shattered Christmas decoration in my arse.
In my defence, I was really nervous.
It was the first time I had met my boyfriend's family.

They thought they were really posh.
Much worse than people who are actually posh.

The only person that laughed was my boyfriend's brother,
I couldn't be sure, but I think he was a little 'slow'
because he was the only one that liked me,
and he kept looking me in the eye and saying 'Wednesday'.

The posh boyfriend and I stopped going out after that. I was quite relieved.

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