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Reindeer Herd Heard Clattering

Reindeer herd - heard clattering Rangifer tarandus kept this deep sleeper awake cavorting, deer ring escapade haint fake dreamt only a smattering while Santa did shimmy and shake with ho...ho...ho... no worry mate - everything's jake resonating resembling thus Spake Zarathustra jollity did quake. Yours truly (i.e, me) awoke with rapture forty hooves with four "toes" on each foot surreptitiously, soundlessly, and simply did invisibly bore I noiselessly swore sizable wrapped holiday box with duct tape to secure merchandise found thee missus (Abby) excitedly tore painstakingly, neatly, and lovingly my feeble protest she did ignore (think lame gesticulations) ah... lo and behold goodies galore unable to deter impetuous more or less analogous to child like roar ring with giddy excitement December twenty fifth, could not await opening your linkedin holiday deliverance including Trader Joe's gift card to "fake" Monseigneur Matthew Scott with dogspeed to wish thee (Andy, Ansley, Marley - if by ghost of chance...) plus other kith and kin) bonjour, and joyful new year, whence two score orbitz will find me newly minted centenarian, argh... your brother not yet ready to explore afterlife, which grave kismet unavoidable, courtesy grim reaper conquistador though... even now no fear arises, when permanent sleep shall nevermore witness generalized (anticipatory) anxiety cease to perdure, which bouts of panic running rampant near winded seen yore citizen banker (me) disgruntled as if possessed by maniacal führer running me rampantly ragged das exhausting emotional furor takes (and/or took) toll, I deplore and decry lifelong psychological struggle germinating while in utero, when my nonexistence no bigger than a spore biological vagaries manifestation nine months before set figurative deoxynucleic acid blueprint stage permanently etched to the core every cell sporting mutation begetting, coding, dunning ensure ring subsequent generations oft times pondering, whence final breath of relief will signal time to scatter ashes buzzfeeding boughs of sycamore.

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