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Only two more years.... only two more years...
Then I will never have to deal with a Christmas tree again. Or lights. Or my holiday-loving mother and brother and their love of holiday decorations.
It's the day after Thanksgiving! It's not even December yet! Hell, it hasn't even snowed substantially (like it should have). Now is not the time to be putting up all the Christmas shit. Not that I even like the Christmas shit.
So I'm going to live in my happy dungeon of anti-holiday fun for the next month. Good riddance.
But thanks for the staple gun. Ask me again, I might "miss" the wall and staple something else.
Then I will never have to deal with a Christmas tree again. Or lights. Or my holiday-loving mother and brother and their love of holiday decorations.
It's the day after Thanksgiving! It's not even December yet! Hell, it hasn't even snowed substantially (like it should have). Now is not the time to be putting up all the Christmas shit. Not that I even like the Christmas shit.
So I'm going to live in my happy dungeon of anti-holiday fun for the next month. Good riddance.
But thanks for the staple gun. Ask me again, I might "miss" the wall and staple something else.