I hate my dog, I hate my cat. I hate this, I hate that. And I've filled my quota for pissing people off for the holidays. But in the end I still hate everything. Now I have the slightest idea what I'm having for dinner. But dinner has been made for Christmas. Well, the lasagna anyway. Watching the playoffs. Well not the playoffs, but the teams
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