12-13-2021, 04:35 PM
(12-13-2021, 03:59 PM)Drunk Monk Wrote: We had a living tree one year for our Fremont house. We planted it in the yard on top of our rabbit Alice's burial place. Last time I was by, when we lost our crappy tenants during the pandemic (good riddance) that tree had grown nicely. It's maybe 10 ft or so now.
I really disdain xmas for so many reasons. Its some sort of cultural joke to make us feel better during the darkest nights of the year. And this year has been exceedingly stressful.
Bah humbug.
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