December 2010
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'Twas the Night Before Christmas
‘Twas the night before Christmas, while I strolled along a woodland trail; The breeze was punctuated by a stench that made the air stale. On the horizon was a bizarre being that looked awfully frail; It appeared to have rending claws and a spiny extended tail; It was adorned in straw, and sauntered at the pace of a snail.
Tugging behind it were revolting people, clad in garments coloured red;...