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i-will-call-you-sir: Grinch: Blast this Christmas music! It’s joyful and triumphant.

i-will-call-you-sir: Grinch: Blast this Christmas music! It’s joyful and triumphant.

i-will-call-you-sir: i-will-call-you-sir: There is no ideal Christmas; only the one Christmas you decide to make as a reflection of your values, desires, affections, traditions. - Bill McKibben

i-will-call-you-sir: i-will-call-you-sir: There is no ideal Christmas; only the one Christmas you decide to make as a reflection of your values, desires, affections, traditions. - Bill McKibben

i-will-call-you-sir: i-will-call-you-sir: Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time. - Laura Ingalls Wilder

i-will-call-you-sir: i-will-call-you-sir: Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time. - Laura Ingalls Wilder

i-will-call-you-sir: Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn’t come from a store. Dr. Seuss

i-will-call-you-sir: Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn’t come from a store. Dr. Seuss

i-will-call-you-sir: i-will-call-you-sir: As we struggle with shopping lists and invitations, compounded by December’s bad weather, it is good to be reminded that there are people in our lives who are worth this aggravation, and people to whom we are

i-will-call-you-sir: i-will-call-you-sir: As we struggle with shopping lists and invitations, compounded by December’s bad weather, it is good to be reminded that there are people in our lives who are worth this aggravation, and people to whom we are

i-will-call-you-sir: Christmas is the day that holds all time together. Alexander Smith

i-will-call-you-sir: Christmas is the day that holds all time together. Alexander Smith

i-will-call-you-sir: A good conscience is a continual Christmas. Benjamin Franklin

i-will-call-you-sir: A good conscience is a continual Christmas. Benjamin Franklin

i-will-call-you-sir: If you ever have to steal money from your kid, and later on he discovers it’s gone, I think a good thing to do is to blame it on Santa Claus. ~Jack Handy

i-will-call-you-sir: If you ever have to steal money from your kid, and later on he discovers it’s gone, I think a good thing to do is to blame it on Santa Claus. ~Jack Handy

i-will-call-you-sir: He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose! A Visit from St. Nicholas, Clement Clarke

i-will-call-you-sir: He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk. And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose! A Visit from St. Nicholas, Clement Clarke

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