I Know Him Ugly Christmas Sweater

I Know Him Ugly Christmas Sweater

I happened to see one of the I Know Him Ugly Christmas Sweater comments about the sweater and apparently it involved an orgy with elves (that looked exactly like children) and reindeer. So beastiality along with pedophilia. Someone had to be A) REALLY fucked up to design, make, and send that to a practical stranger (the OOP)…and B) someone had to be REALLY fucked up to try and force someone into wearing a pedo sweater. Like no joke, if I was OOP I’d make an anonymous FBI tip on all the brothers and the ex. Those kinds of people are so fucked up that the odds are they’d have CP on their devices is  non zero.

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He scrambled over the I Know Him Ugly Christmas Sweater me and crawled almost into my lap, inches from my face, raving in incoherent jibbers and screeches. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I stood up and tried to go back to loading the sled, but Hank was jumping and skirting around to stay in front of me no matter where I turned. My ears started pounding, I couldn’t juke him. I screamed “FUCK” as I slammed a piece of firewood into the snow, feeling tears well up in my eyes, I could see my outburst brought a maniacal, victorious grin to his face. I left the sled and jogged back inside. Sasha had watched it from the living room, and hugged me as soon as I got back in, giving me an almost motherly ‘you did your best’ empathetic look. I was furious, embarrassed, exhausted, but couldn’t even bring myself to express emotion. I just stood there, blank faced, feeling beaten and paralyzed. “I’m gonna try” she said. “We need the firewood and we aren’t going out at night to get it, I don’t care if they try to scare me.” She insisted, got her gloves and coat on, put on her “Shayla,” gave me a smile and a thumbs up, and went out, Dash trotting ahead of her. I put my hands on the sill of the living room window and watched. Hank, Pete, and Buck were all in the yard, watching her walk down the path we’d shoveled from the front porch to the gate. I thought for a second they were about to jump at her and scream, but they looked… at each other, like, they were communicating… Then, they just turned their icy, violent gaze back on me, staying where they were. What the hell? Sash went through the front gate, and that’s when I saw Creeps. He was behind the truck, over Sasha’s left shoulder as she turned up to the wood shed, staring at her with a brutal, viscous hatred. He glanced over at me briefly, gave me a murderous grin, then started in behind her in a fast walk. Felt like my stomach ripped itself into a figure eight. I jumped for the front door, tore it open, inhaled to scream a warning at her, but it caught in my throat when Bridger appeared.

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I’m gen z and I’m not gonna lie, the I Know Him Ugly Christmas Sweater your comment conjured in my mind instantly read as “cool” to me! i think that the effortlessness is the whole point. Looser clothing reads as relaxed and confident in a way that, in my opinion, skintight jeans and fragile blouses kind of can’t. The full loose top + loose bottoms look is definitely harder to pull off (and a lot of girls my age prefer the tighter top + loose bottoms look anyway) but even the fully loose look, when paired with some short layered necklaces, cool sneakers, and maybe some light makeup—really any kind of accessorizing that requires intention—is impossible to mistake as someone who’s “given up.” To me it seems that what a lot of gen Xers seem to be uncomfortable with in the modern trends is that the core pieces aren’t as resolutely and universally feminine, even though they can become very feminine when paired with the right accessories, and if that describes you I’d say that when in doubt, go with a dress! Obviously at the end of the day if you’re happy with how you dress there’s no reason to change it. Just wanted to share why I think they’re trends in the first place!