(Fine, you will still get Christmas presents. I just feel compelled to blame as much as possible on that stupid canine.)
Sunday, December 11, 2011
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An open letter to my son, Xander, who was born October of 2007, and has altered my life in all the usual ways.
(Fine, you will still get Christmas presents. I just feel compelled to blame as much as possible on that stupid canine.)
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Pets! Four-legged money suckers and Christmas turkey violators.
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