Ah yes. Christmas. A time to remember what really matters. (or at least pretend to through media programming) LOOT. And man, did I score today. My sister and I each got a N-Strike Raider Rapid Fire CS-35. AKA: A really big freekin nerf gun. Courtesy and blunder of my Dad.
Oh! And we got cool mobster hats! =D
Every Christmas should be spent speaking like you just walked out of the Godfather, shooting down family members (payback for the fact that they only got you socks last Christmas), and making your father scream like a little girl. =^.^=
Qapla'!
Sleep with the fishes.
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You rock socks.