I can let go of my Christmas season hate and disgust and be happy to celebrate the holiday for what it is. Three hours last night at midnight mass choking down incense was a bit too much but anything for my brother (who was singing). So, let the sapple and non-ironic treacle flow freely! It's Christmas morn - go gets me a friggin' turkenduck, bwah!
"Lo, How a Rose Is Blooming" - Kathleen Battle
(and yes, R.I.P. the Other King, James Brown, Living in America 2006)
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