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Aloha, dear Albert. And Merry Christmas! Well, the Christmas spirits never said he was immortal. Dibs on his house!

Mrs. Claus plays no games. "Delivering presents the whole night? Do you think I was born yesterday? "

Merry Christmas to you too, Craig!

Yesterday was a semi-successful day for me. I wanted to surprise my mom with her favorite perfume. According to the saleswoman, that particular perfume is no longer on the market. Wait until mom finds out. I didn't want to leave empty-handed. So, I asked which one she recommended. Now, I don't give perfumes as presents. What I may find likeable, others may not. I found a sweet fragrance (the last one we checked). Fingers crossed she likes it. Piece of advice: don't try ten different smells in a row. You'll end up with a froggy headache.

Good morning. Wake up, sleepyheads! It's Christmas Eve!

Merry Christmas, B-man!

Fingers crossed things get solved. It's funny how everything works just fine for our elected officials. The rest of us? Well B, you see, 19 years ago a male bee met a beautiful flower... I think I'll send you the link instead.

Glad you made it safe and sound, my friend. That's what happens when you drive on the other side of the road. (Huh? It's us who do? Oh, well ). Looking forward to see the swimsuit model.

He's Australian after all.

My pleasure. Everything ok up there?

I agree. They're all crazy. I love you too, my White King.

Aloha, Albert! Have you met Albert? Hi, Terry! Have fun.

Dear Santa Claus: I've been a very good froggy this year. Mostly. Shh! I've been eating my flies, and kept my tongue inside my mouth (unless asked not to ). Pagey and Albert still refuse to let me play with their spouses. So rude! The triplets continue to wreak havoc. Instead of a naughty list, they should have a naughty storage room. The brothers have a kinky attraction to each other, and the sister teases them about it. Dugh and Gary are not feeling well. Could you send nurses to take care of them? A ginger male nurse for Dugh, and a ginger female for Gary. (I'm sweet, not stupid ). Guys have been worshipping my friend Thor's hammer. Is that a new religion? And, guess what? I made two new friends! SuperMan and The Raven. Both of them are superheroes, and that's why I can't tell you that their secret identities are Craig and Terry. SuperMan fights crime during the day, one audit at a time. And The Raven fights crime during night-time at restaurants, bars, and clubs. Have you seen those prices? Criminals! Anyway, give my best regards to your husband (yeah, I know he uses a wig for appearances. Otherwise, the nutjobs' heads will explode ). Take care, fly safe, and Merry Christmas. P.S. I know Keanu is unavailable. So, now that he's single, I'd like Hugh Jackman as a Christmas present.

Aloha, Albert! Hey, Mr. Christmas!

And your disagreement will be appealed.

@clochette Do not open until Christmas.

🎵 Oh, Tinker Bell, Tinker Bell, Tinker all the way, oh what hunk it is to tie, in one cold morning bed 🎶

My Man! Hello! Be careful. I heard there's a flirty frog around here.

Aloha, Albert! I could swear that's a puppy face.

Anything for the Polar bears. More for... hic... me.

🎵 We wish you a Terry Christmas, we wish you a Terry Christmas, we wish you a Terry Christmas, and a Spikey New Year 🎶

Ho Ho Ho! I'm almost there. Just need to get mom's present. The rest of my family is not even getting coal. What about you? What are your plans?

Good morning/afternoon, Craig. Good morning/afternoon/evening the rest of you, naughty kids.