Jon Boy: *ominous music* Ask not for whom the toilet flushes...
Actually, you're fine. You joined with a hatred of snow and no comments on why your holiday will be cool. You can stay. *hands him hot chocolate and a peppermint stick*
quote:Hmm... maybe I'll get people together and invite the missionaries over. We can act out Luke 2 and the wise men. That could be fun. *cheering up*
See, Kat, that's kinda what I plan to do. Well, I'm gonna go to Summer Breaks and shake my bootay to some rockin' break beats but the reasoning behind it is kinda the same Posts: 2945 | Registered: Apr 2000
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Hi. I'd like to return this scarf that my great aunt Nettie sent me. What do you mean you won't take it back? No, that's not a large chocolate stain and no it doesn't look like I tried to scrub out with cranberry juice. No, I'm pretty sure that she didn't knit it herself and no I don't believe you when you say that your store has never stocked a scarf that is puce, baby blue, and flourescent pink and looks like it was knitted by someone with no thumbs (no offense to my aunt if she's differently abled). No I don't know where the tag is.
And finally, NO I do NOT have a GIFT RECEIPT.
Just give me my store credit, and I'll be on my way.
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Oh, Narnia! I love that article. I have always felt that about Christmas, that it's a time of year when we can be as little children again, as we are bid by Christ to be. With faith and a perfect brightness of hope. That the gifts and the magic and beauty of Christmas are symbols and reminders of our spiritual gifts and beauty, and can't be spoiled by any ugliness unless we let them be. Christmas is still sacred. The family joy we share is sacred. I love Christmas.
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