those francophonic bacon-eating bastards

Thanks to the snow last night, my commute this morning was actually quicker and easier than normal, because fewer people were on the roads. I knew that the weather couldn't possibly have an effect on our opening on time, but the whole drive in I was hoping that I'd get here and there would be a delayed opening so that I could go out and get a real breakfast. A girl's gotta dream.

Everyone else is doing it, why can't I? . . .


Why would I tell Santa about any of these? Aside from the tire one.

Dear Santa... Dear Santa, This year I've been busy! In March I ruled Canada as a cruel and heartless dictator (-700 points). In February I gave forgetress a wet willie, then I took it back (-5 points). In August I helped elf_owl hide a body (-173 points). Last month I pulled over and changed chiroptera's flat tire (15 points). In June I bought porn for psychephage (10 points). Overall, I've been naughty (-853 points). For Christmas I deserve a moldy sandwich! Sincerely, khakipants

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I'm surprised that I only deserve a moldy sandwich! At least I've demonstrated that I'm a loyal friend. And a surprisingly tolerant girlfriend.