The tree has been decorated for some two weeks, courtesy of a certain fairy, who might otherwise be known as the Spawn. Now there are even presents under the tree. Darned near froze my toes wrapping 'em out in the garage too. But there will be happiness on the morrow for us all three. And rain. I wish as much to everyone, except for the rain.
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