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Mom Is a Krampus Before Coffee

Do not stir up Mom we warned Grandma
It is not yet six.
She is still enjoying her coffee Jacuzzi.
Where is she? Grandma asked.
In the kitchen....

Grandma did not understand.
She ventured into the kitchen.
Risking her life
Mom is a Krampus before she has had her coffee
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