Bah, humbug!
Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2016 11:15 amI've had enough of Christmas.
All year long I work my fingers to the bone to buy all the presents that my kids ask for and what happens Christmas morning? That fat b*gger with the beard gets all the credit for it!
Still I suppose it was my fault
All year long I work my fingers to the bone to buy all the presents that my kids ask for and what happens Christmas morning? That fat b*gger with the beard gets all the credit for it!
Still I suppose it was my fault
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