I wish everyone a bountiful tree as we celebrate this consumerist extravaganza. May capitalism bring you increased excess next year.
Thanks to @BarryBateman
Sunday, 25 December 2011
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No man is an island, Entire of itself. Each is a piece of the continent, A part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less. As well as if a promontory were. As well as if a manner of thine own Or of thine friend’s were. Each man’s death diminishes me, For I am involved in mankind. Therefore, send not to know For whom the bell tolls, It tolls for thee.
2 comments:
Merry solstice and happy new calendar-based-on-the-whims-of-the-vatican year.
The Oak King is dead. Long live the Holly King.
Love,
T in J
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