Christmas Eve MONOLOGUE and THE MORE YOU LOVE SOMEONE

CHRISTMAS EVE I no do your housework! I no cook for you and clean fo Christmas Eve you and pick up all your dressing. One lazy fat ass You think getting along with someone same as loving? enough for this lady. This morning I take a shower, and Sometimes love right where you hate most, Kate Monster. I pick up soap, and I saying “who putting all these little green pubic hairs on soap? They not belong to THE MORE YOU LOVE SOMEONE me. They not belong to Brian. Who then could it be?” THE MORE YOU WANT TO KILL HIM I about to puking! So we go make him go away! And THE MORE YOU LOVE SOMEONE good! THE MORE HE MAKES YOU CRY Nobody want to come to me for helping. I meet with AND THOUGH YOU TRY people, we talkee for an hour, then they go away and FOR MAKING PEACE WITH THEM AND LOVING never come back. I wonder why? Am I fixing them in one THAT’S WHY YOU LOVE SO STRONG YOU LIKE TO MAKE HIM DIE appointment? Maybe I too efficient. Maybe I should spread my helping out. Why Rod? Do you need some THE MORE YOU LOVE SOMEONE THE MORE HE MAKE YOU CRAZY helping? THE MORE YOU LOVE SOMEONE THE MORE YOU WISHING HIM DEAD SOMETIMES YOU LOOK AT HIM AND ONLY SEE FAT AND LAZY AND WANTING BASEBALL BAT FOR HITTING HIM ON HIS HEAD!

LOVE!!!! AND HATE!!! THEY LIKE TWO BROTHERS WHO GO ON A DATE WHERE ONE OF THEM GOES THE OTHER ONE FOLLOWS YOU’RE INVITING LOVE, HE ALSO BRINGING SORROWS

THE MORE YOU LOVE SOMEONE THE MORE YOU WANT TO KILL HIM LOVING AND KILLING FIT LIKE HAND IN GLOVE SO IF THERE’S SOMEONE YOU ARE WANTING SO TO KILL HIM YOU GO AND FIND HIM AND YOU GET HIM AND YOU NO KILL HIM CAUSE CHANCES ARE

HE IS YOUR LOVE