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On The Thirteenth Day Of Advent Our Christmas Tree Fell Down

Our Christmas tree fell down while Brooke was at work. It scared the snot out of Meadow.

Later we went to good old Fleet Farm for a new stand since ours had become bent out of shape. Thank god Mr. Mills lost the congressional campaign. Otherwise I wouldn't be shopping here.

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