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Hooked On A Feeling.

“Hey Betsy, once you’re finished hooking this rug…why don’t we hook a new rug for your head?”

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Dolls, Dolls, Dolls.

Tell me how you sleep tonight.

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Snowflakes Are Angel Kisses.

Unless the angel hangs herself.

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A Sad Day In Christmas.

We wondered what that fetid stench was, emanating from that old fireplace.

A few weeks later, we pulled out the mummified body of “that jolly old elf,’ who apparently missed out on our home’s updated blueprints.

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What The Cluck?

The sun was shining hotly that day, my friends, as the Chicken People contemplated the backwards crate beneath their feet and the carton stuffed with unfulfilled fertility dreams.

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Folkloric Leprechaun.

He’d once been blessed with the “gift of the gab,” until one night the little bastard stole Lucky Charms from the wrong banshee and found himself with his mouth ripped off his head for-freakin’-EVER.