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an untraditional christmas
my christmas has been spent reading up about a murder case in the 50s in France for 45 minutes, eating some sort of a christmas meal with my mother and deciding that we should save the Christmas crackers for next year and putting them back in the box, putting my cat in a blanket and shouting ‘look, it’s the saviour in swaddling clothes!’ and, finally, discussing how pigs in...
bah humbug
christmas is shit