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A Christmas Prayer Forgive those Soulless Ghouls They know not what they do

A mothers eyes

The density of a cow

Leah look (click) Ta Da!

Dearest father, in life's shadowed play, I've glimpsed nights where the lost do stray. Ladies of dusk, their allure, a frost, Crowned not in gold, but in white lines lost. These streets whisper tales, both harsh and sublime, Echoing the dance of vice and time. Yet amidst this waltz, my dues are paid, In life's ledger, my mark firmly laid. Now, the hour chimes, it's about time, I reign in my kingdom, in my prime. With warmest regards, this course I stick, Your son, the master, through thin and thick.

Little big brother There's a little Cain on you no matter how Abel you are You were a child there and, You became an adult slowly there

The schadenfreude is strong with this one.

The dark side of the fig

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'Liebe geht durch den Magen" is a beautiful sentiment. I found some grains of truth to this in this podcast. You could use chatgpt to summarize the transcript and get to the point.

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Choo-choo-choom! All aboard the yummy-grumpy-tummy express ... open wide.

New age Jew.

@Ero Not as much as some people, I'm afraid. Welcome back. (:

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@Ero The Lannisters send their regards