It's the holiday letter time of the year, so lets go green and blog that cheer.
Someone shot the dog? Nope.
The "truth" about Santa? Wrong again.
Mom and Sis went into the store and she was told to stay within.
Chloe is sad, but that comes and goes.
Ariel is giant and grows and grows and grows.
Ain't it happy holidays when fits are what they throw.
Here's to many years of agony, shouted forward, from the back row.
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