Christmas Gone Wrong

Oh how nice of you! How nice of you to visit me and come bearing gifts. An old T.V., one of those fat and round ones, and even food for my scarcely filled fridge. Let’s have a look, some bread, not the whole bag, I guess this is one of those situations, a bag half full I guess would be an appropriate adaptation of that other stupid phrase. And some fruit. I could go for some apples. Let’s cut it open and nope, nope, not fresh. I know I’m poor but damn! I ain’t no dumpster.