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Christmas Crept Into Pine Cove Like A Creeping Christmas Thing: Dragging Garland, Ribbon, And Sleigh Bells, Oozing Eggnog, Reeking Of Pine, And Threatening Festive Doom Like A Cold Sore Under The Mistletoe.

Devil's Food?" You Can Only Eat So Much White Cake, My Friend.

An Original Thought Would Crack Your Feeble Skull Like A Thunderbolt, You Craven Vulture.

You're Going To Break My Heart, Aren't You?

The Medium Obscured The Message.