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So Christmas is come and gone, hope you got some lovely presents.
I always love it when Santa empties his heaving sacks down my chimney.
Some years he brings presents too, the dirty old bugger.
I know some of you were naughty this year, and some, like Reg were just plain evil, so got rubbish toys. But I'm far more generous, I've brought the gift of Magic Sand to each and every one.
I feel so much better now I've emptied my sack.
I wish I got tissues for Christmas. |
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