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Scant Solace In the Solstice

She found scant solace in the solstice Holy Stockings! ~ Frozen feet now toeless

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Date: 12/17/2022 3:49:00 PM
Brrr...that's quite a pickle she's in! Frostbite, never a good thing.
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 12/17/2022 4:37:00 PM
Beside which, you can't play pickle-ball with a frozen pickle.
Date: 12/13/2022 11:17:00 PM
Reminds me of that Cliff Richard song, Christmas time missing toe and wine. Ho ho ho. Tom
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Date: 12/17/2022 4:36:00 PM
No Kidding?! Cliff Richard sang that one?!

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