I would like to thank today's swarming patrons
of Ye Olde Gonne Shoppe for physically ripping my Christmas Spirit
right out through my nose.
After nearly seven hours without a break, I announced I was going
to lunch and walked out of the store. Had to, as the next cranky,
demanding asswipe was going to get field dressed in the middle of the
store.
Merry Christmas, past.
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