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| 364 days a year I sit around at home and get depressed. I wish I was Jesus. Or the Tooth Fairy. | |
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Lonely and depressed, Santa Claus makes a companion out of snow...
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| Good God man, you've gone totally insane! | |
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After two weeks of heavy drinking and a blur of suicide attempts, Santa Claus wakes up confused in downtown Chicago...
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| Dear sir, it's February, get a real job! | |
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