Tonight, I celebrate Christmas with some of my friends...hence forth, it shall be called Friend-mas. I have about 20 pounds of meat crock-potting upstairs and I'm wearing my new handmade blue dress (future post coming). It should be a good night!
Plus we have enough liquor to fight an army of zombies with Molotov cocktails (or drink ourselves into a stupor and not care that zombies are coming for us.) not that I'm expecting zombies....but isn't that the point? You never EXPECT zombies (or the Spanish Inquisition....)
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