On The 8th Day Of Christmas My True Love Sent To Me ...

December 21st: 8th Day

OK Buster:

I think I prefer the birds. What the hell am I going to do with eight maids-a-milking? It's not enough with all those birds and eight maids-a-milking, but they had to bring their own goddam cows. There is shit all over the lawn and I can't move into my own house. Just lay off me. SMART ASS.

Agnes
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7th day / 9th day ...


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