For Christmas I Want A Fat Dude Sliding Down My Chimney To Bring Me Stuff

I remember when I was little and (despite the fact that both my parents are Jewish) I would spend the weeks up until Christmas anticipating Christmas morning, when Santa would have brought me and my brothers a living-room full of presents.  I took the responsibility of making sure Santa had cookies and milk (as well … Continue reading For Christmas I Want A Fat Dude Sliding Down My Chimney To Bring Me Stuff

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