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Game Of Thrones Christmas Eve

Way up North in the land of snow and moose, it was Christmas Eve, but instead of harnessing his impatient reindeer, Santa was drunk on rum and beer, cursing, and sure was cutting loose, Because Mrs. Claus was quite giddy, what was delighting the age old biddy? Well, she was rewinding and playing again, the scene that showcased - Kit Harington's fab caboose !

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