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Great Holiday Gifts Ideas for All the People You Hate
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12/07/08
Oh wait, Twlight? No.
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[gawker.com]
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Let's get that page-view count up over 100,000!
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I just wrap 'em up and give 'em out like candy canes.
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(Oh, PM me if you want to swap.)
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Good one, Mom.
(No, I don't expect near starving people to follow my diet. It was funny and fucked up, is all.)
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I've been told they're repaying the gesture this year with Hanes' finest.
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Beef Jerky is peeeeeople!
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Not that I'm asking about me, mind you. Just ... um, somebody I know.
(Mmmmm .... Cheetos.)
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Humbug!
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"You'll want all day to-morrow, I suppose?" said Denton.
"If quite convenient, sir."
"It's not convenient," said Denton, "and it's not fair. If I was to stop half-a-crown for it, you'd think yourself ill-used, I'll be bound?"
The writer smiled faintly.
"And yet," said Scrooge, "you don't think me ill-used, when I pay a day's wages for no work."
The writer observed that it was only once a year.
"A poor excuse for picking a man's pocket every twenty-fifth of December!" said Denton, buttoning his great-coat to the chin. "But I suppose you must have the whole day. Be here all the earlier next morning."
The writer promised that he would; and Denton walked out with a growl. The Gawker office was closed in a twinkling, and the writer, with the long ends of his white comforter dangling below his waist (for he boasted no great-coat), went down a snow-slide on Elizabeth Street twenty times, in honour of its being Christmas Eve, and then ran off as hard as he could pelt, to drink at happy hour.
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"And yet," said Denton, "you don't think me ill-used, when I pay a day's wages for no work."
I wonder how the name "Scrooge" snuck into my original draft? Must have been a Freudian slip.
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Maybe you could give your loved ones IOU's to go with the yarn for a kitten sometime in the future.
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