The Grinch's heart has grown 3 sizes: it is now officially the Christmas season.
(FYI: We are still only watching the Boris Karlov TV half hour special: I hope to never see more of the Jim Carey movie than the teasers I had to endure when it was first released.)
Time to carve the Roast Beast. (Well, theoretically, of course, since it's 9PM and because of the whole oven thing, but you get the refrence...)
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I, on the other hand, can not [stand it]. Please, don't ask why; no one quite knows the reason. It could that my shoes are too tight. It could be that my head isn't screwed on just right. But I've heard the most likely reason of all is that my heart is two sizes too small. But whatever the reason, my heart or my shoes, I stand here on Christmas Eve (eve x 23) hating the Whos.
If there's one thing I hate, it's the noise, noise, noise, NOISE!
I love how we took R's post from all happy-Christmasy to the height of the Gringe's anger. In an ironic twist, it makes me laugh.
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