Twas the night before Christmas and all through the flat, not a creature was stirring, not even the rats (theyre dead in the freezer but possible the spider behind the sofa I lost yesterday!). There were no stockings hung on the chimney with care (we dont have either of those), and there were no hopes that St. Nicholas put them there (hes a fake and we have no kids). Blah blah blah, some long arse poem about a clatter and reindeer and santa and presents, BUT a Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!!! Sleepy time!
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 22:40:41 +0000
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