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| For the male exotic dancer in the family |
Nothing shows your peace and good will towards man like a gun dangling from your Douglas Fir.
I like bacon...cooked bacon for breakfast...not on my tree.
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| This is JUST. SO. WEIRD. |
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| Stocking stuffed with bloodied leg of gingerbread boy-not exactly visions of sugar plums. |
