I'm so fucking angry right now. I've been telling my parents since the beginning of the year, all I want for Christmas is the Wii U. I don't want a stupid comic book or action figure, those are all outdated, meaningless toys. I go to check under the tree to see if there's any large package for me. Nope, nothing. I thought, "hey, they probably hid it in the closet!" Checked there, nothing. Today, enough was enough. I flat out asked them, "Mom. Dad. Did you get a Wii U for me for christmas? Because I don't see it and I don't want to get up on Christmas morning, pretended to be excited for Santa to bring me a gift and have my dreams crushed, only for two cunts to tell me that Santa is too busy giving toys to needy fuckers in Iraq."

Its fucking crap, you know. My room is spotless, I clean it every weekend and pick up all the toys when I'm done playing. My grades are perfect. All I ask for in return to my hardships is one stinkin' gift and instead, I get end up getting hurt and crying.

The same thing happened last year. I wanted a 3DS and instead they told me "son, you're 35 years old. Please, get a job."

Man, parents.