Breaking the carrot and beavering the tip to approximate the look of reindeer teeth, I’d chuck the nubs into the front yard with a lil glitter. On snowy years, after a quick owl neck surveying the street, I’d take a quick pee in the snow, from the shovelled walk, dropping a group...
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