FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
Every year my libtard aunt hosts Thanksgiving. This year we were sitting around the table (there was like 20 of us), and I felt my phone vibrate. Well of course I didn’t want to be rude and check my phone during Thanksgiving dinner, but my aunt, sitting at the head of the table, said in a voice loud enough to interrupt everyone’s side conversations: “Hey Timmy, I just sent you something. Why don’t you show everybody!” Lo and behold, I pulled out my phone and she sent me picrel. Everybody started laughing and pointing at me. My face immediately turned beet red. Sweat began pouring down my face. The humiliation was too much to take so I excused myself from the table and cried in the bathroom. My question to you is, how do I recover??