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[verypointed]

[The last Thanksgiving dessert pie hasn't even been cleaned out yet, and already something is astir in camp. Small flat boxes are falling from the sky, pounding loudly on cabin rooftops and littering the campgrounds and floating in the duck pond. Upon closer inspection, they're advent calendars, with a little note attached to them: "31 more days

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[stardumbs]

[ looking at a calendar ]

But I'm Jewish.

[burgercraving]

The day itself is still a ... thing, Berry.

[stardumbs]

They could have more of a variety of calendars.

[burgercraving]

Do you really think it's on them to custom make calendars for the Jews in camp when they can't even let us go home for Christmas?

[verypointed]

[A giant chocolate menorah falls on your head]

[burgercraving]

[okay, yeah, she's deserved that for a while]

What the fuck?

[stardumbs]

Oh! Thank you, camp.

[burgercraving]

You're lucky that wasn't real and it didn't burn me or something.

[stardumbs]

Did it hurt?

[ inspects it. :T Can probably give it to Blaine or something later ]

[burgercraving]

No, I'm even more badass now, remember? It was mostly just annoying.

[stardumbs]

That's camp for you.

[burgercraving]

Don't even act like you didn't get sadistic pleasure out of it.

[stardumbs]

I am just going to ignore the obvious bait.

[burgercraving]

You thanked camp!

[stardumbs]

It listened to my complaint, it would have been rude otherwise.

[burgercraving]

You know, I'm suddenly questioning why I even bothered to talk to you.