look, okay, i just wanted to tell you about the beam of light & burst of colors radiating forth from my Christmas tree. which is so much better than yours.
because as we all know, it’s the season of outdoing. outshining. outsinging. outshopping. outbaking. outloving everything harder than everybody else.
& i wanted to tell you about the cinnamon bun smell emanating from this candle i bought. it smells like the Pillsbury Doughboy moved in. which clearly means i smell more like Christmas than you too.
& the stockings, i’m gonna advertise those on Facebook, because really, who advertises in the papers anymore? they’re so pretty to look at.
almost as pretty as me.
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