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I was 6 when I asked my parents, on Christmas Eve, when Santa’s coming. They said: “There ain’t no Santa. Go to your room.”
I refuse.
that explains everything….
My family used to rent a hall on Christmas Eve and we would all drink ourselves stupid and get in fist fights. That was then. Seems like Christmas has lost a lot of its joy.
You’ve already waited most of the time you were given. Might as well…
I was pissed.
Right arm is wrapped up and useless. Kill me.
And?
I used my right arm and hand for many useful things.😱