I was drug out of my apartment and forced to see the "Odious One".
The great red ape was in it's most haunting holiday finery. Orange tank top, tapered denim, and trusty Sorels.
As I entered it's abode, it came lumbering down the stairs and tugged one of my pigtails. Unamused already.
As the night proceeded, I loosened up more around it's foreboding presence and attempted to make some sort of communique. No avail. It only understood random words, and replied back with spurious retorts of thongs and woodsheds. After a good wholesome game of Who What Where When, I decided it was time to depart, and bid the Odious One farewell....
The moment I stepped inside, I poured myself a drink, turned on the information box, and typed this.
I can't remember much of being at my uncle's house this evening, but I now know what I must do; Join A Union.