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Mwahahaha! I've finally escaped from the evil were-unicorns in the distant realm of Gharzvord!
WHOO-HOO!
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And that is why I haven't been posting lately.
So, anywhoo, it's beginning to look alllot like Chiiiiistmaaaas...
Oh, and while I'm at it, YES -  I said 'Christmas'. Not 'X-mas', 'The Holidays',  or 'The Holiday Season'.
So sue me.
But anyway.
Yesterday we finally performed our Church Christmas pageant.
I was a bard. Named Alpheus.
Our tree looks pretty.
Our street is allll lit up with pretty lights.
There's snow everywhere. EVERYWHERE.
There are festive CDs playing on our CD player.
There are annoying festive songs playing on the radio.
Really annoying songs.

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So here are a bunch of random pictures that I like.

Thanks.

The End.