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[fuckyou_chorus]

[It's Boxing Day, Camp Fuck U Die! What does this mean?

Well, not a lot really. Unless you were looking forward to eating breakfast. Then all you're going to encounter is a box with your name on it and a helpful directive to put all of your rubbish into it before you get to eat. In fact, even if you make food this morning before filling the box

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[needsahandjob]

[this sure is a silent battle of wills.

unfortunately telekinesis is no match to camp generated plot devices.]

[justwannahave]

. . . Do you have a lot of stuff to clear up?

[needsahandjob]

I did it two days ago.

[justwannahave]

Unless this is about cleaning up the stuff from Christmas . . .

[needsahandjob]

I know what Boxing Day is about.

[justwannahave]

Really? I thought it was for post-Christmas sales and returns.

[needsahandjob]

You learn something new every day.

[justwannahave]

That's why I don't go to work on Boxing Day and keep the shop closed.

[needsahandjob]

Because people return stuff or because you box up all your Christmas decorations?

[justwannahave]

The assistant does that part when we finally open for business . . . a few days after Christmas if the hangovers don't last too long.

[needsahandjob]

...did you even listen to what I just asked?

[justwannahave]

Firstly, I don't put up the Christmas decorations and secondly, I heard you just fine.

[needsahandjob]

So could you answer the question I actually asked?

[justwannahave]

. . . Because I'm not actually at home half the time at Christmas. So Boxing Day is pretty much a non-issue.

[needsahandjob]

I suppose that's the closest I'm going to get to you giving me a straight answer for anything. You're really terrible at lying.

[justwannahave]

Hey, I kept it up for a whole year before Camp outed me.