Friday, December 11, 2009

I used to have a shirt

I used to have a shirt. Lovely shirt. It got stomped on and pulled and tored during reindeer games at school. Poor Rudolph? I don't think so. He would not have wanted to be a part of that.

So last night was spent creating a good luck charm. Not vengeance. That would be bad. Merely (merrily), um, retribution? Steve had a word with a positive spin to it, but it's slipped my mind.

Sugar and spice and everything. Nice.


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