We are safe and sound in the Chicago Suburbs with a plethora of chips, dip and Grandmotherly love, though sadly no internet. As I write this from a McDonald's (don't ask, it was the closest place with wifi, sigh) with a Kenny G soundtrack, I just wanted to wish everyone a Merry Christmas/Chanukah/whatever holiday you celebrate and leave you with a little bit more Mr. T festivity
It's almost like going to mass, almost.
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Way better than mass. (I'm probably going to burn in hell for that comment.) (This is Carrie, by the way. Not Matt.)
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