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I Just Got Christmas Gift Cucked In The Worst Way Possible

I'm a really good son. It's just about the only thing I'm good at. My sister doesn't even try anymore because of how good I am as the best child. Well, for Christmas this year (my first being out of the house) I thought I'd spend a little extra and make my mom happy. She had dropped hints that she wanted a 65" TV for the living room, but that she didn't have enough money and would save for next year for it. Being the hero that I am I bought her that TV. They didn't have the one I wanted in the store so I had it delivered to the house for the 26th. My plan was perfect. I'd give her a few smaller gifts and then drop a hint that something bigger was coming on Thursday. Easy. Christmas domination. 

That was until about 20 minutes ago when she came running into my room happy as can be. Why? Oh my god did my gift come early? This is amazing news! Well, no actually. Her boyfriend bought her a 65" TV and delivered it TODAY. Who gives gifts on Christmas Eve afternoon? The arrogance. I have indeed been Christmas gift cucked and I'm left stunned. 

I mean look at this fucking thing. Anytime I step out to the kitchen it's just staring me in the face. "Oh you look how fucking stupid you look Eric, haha what an idiot." Shut up TV!

What do I even do?

Some say I need to exchange mine for a bigger TV. Might have to get a 100" TV or buy her a movie theater at this point. 

Fight the boyfriend? I mean he deserves it. What an asshole.

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Others think I should just keep the TV for my new apartment in the city. Not a bad idea at all and one that I am strongly considering. It's really nice. 

I think I actually need to sabotage the TV over the next 48 hours. Get a screw driver and fuck with some wires so that when she turns it on it won't work. Then my TV shows up out of nowhere as a hero TV to save Christmas. I think this works. Maybe I'll pay someone to rob my house. Anyone want a TV? 

The worst part out of all of this is I now need to drive to the fucking mall on Christmas Eve and find perfect, winning gifts. The TV was so easy. One big gift. Done. Now I need to be methodical. I need to think out of the box. 

Fuck.