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| GOD DAMN I FUCKING LOVE CHRISTMAS. | |
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| IT'S THE ONLY TIME I GET TO DRESS UP. CRIPES HERE COMES RICKLES. | |
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| FUCK I'M GOING TO MAKE LIKE A FETUS AND HEAD OUT QUICKLY. | |
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| Ho ho there Tree!! How've ya been, buddy?! | |
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| FOR THE LAST TIME, I'M NOT INTERESTED IN WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BURLAP CHAPS, SIR. | |
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