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| My favorite thing about December is that me an' the boys down at the post office get to read kids' letters to Santa and laugh at them. Let's do one now! | |
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| "Dear Santa, All I want this Christmas is for you to make those bastards at the post office stop opening my mail. Love, Billy." | |
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| Billy, you little son of a bitch. I know where you live! | |
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