Xmas time is here, striking endless fear. Have a fight and strike a punch, it's that time of year. All the kooks are out, running all about. As for me, I'd rather be a gasping dying trout. Screams, they fill the air, Terror every where. All ex wives and in-laws thrive on killing Xmas cheer.
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