Here it is, Christmas eve. All over the US, kids are struggling to go to sleep, knowing that Santa is on his way. I was pouring myself a glass of milk a few minutes ago. I'd been in the great room, placing my stocking stuffers inside my family's stockings. I always drink a glass of milk before bed. Blah blah blah, bad. Whatever. I don't friggin
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