Thanks a lot for the repeated and vicious insults (and undeserved I should add!). You've killed the Christmas spirit in me. Please do not include me in the Kris Kingle fiasco this year. I am dropping out.
You know something, Virginia. I'm changing my answer. I think you're right.
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What- no more Santa stories? No more demands for what gifts you would like? No insensitive proclamations to get someone good? No more claiming the spot on the floor near the fireplace and hogging the little poopster?(ooh, look how cool I am, Luca loves me! I'm his Dad! he likes to sit with me the best! His face lights up a whole lot when he sees me!)
Yeah, we'll be missing you alright.
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