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tee, hee.
Good morning, Arizona!!!
tee, hee.
"It was Christmas Eve. I was 9 years old. Me and Mom were decorating the tree, waiting for Dad to come home from work. A couple hours went by. Dad wasn't home. So Mom called the office. No answer. Christmas Day came and went, and still nothing. So the police began a search. Four or five days went by. Neither one of us could eat or sleep. Everything was falling apart. It was snowing outside. The house was freezing, so I went to try to light up the fire. That's when I noticed the smell. The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father. He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus."
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Topside!!!
Topsy!!!
Upsy!!!
This again.
...Oh, yeah, daddy.
Let us proceed...
On top of Old Smokey...
I declare war on you..
I look forward to the challenge with equal amounts of both anticipation & determination.
Let us proceed...
Topsy!!!
You should enroll for funeral planning 101 at a nearby community college, face. They might shoot some sense into buying a grave plot.
You too, mother er. You'll get there.
I will in about 35 - 40 tbh. I'm dreading 30 though. You know you cant around after 30.
Topsy!!!
Topside!!!
Topsy!!!
^ at this rate you're going to die before this decade.
CHARGE!!!!!!
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