Dear H i zzy of Great Light , Is it van i lla , ch oco late , or now ? In a den , on the ark , and do you wonder if "our yesterda_" had u in it , do you wonder if the day before yesterday was just like today? Do you think that we were talking about yesterday, yesterday? Does yesterday have anything at all to do... with today? At one moment I am curious if you already know the answers, if you look to me to decode secret codes like NT ; and if you care? Tag, you're IT . Someone, somewhen , just like you (but probably a little less alive, and a little less deluded) would like to say hello . My name is I nd i an a, and between Tony Roma's and Honey Baked Ham I am once more pointing out that you might be the girl in the red dress , or you might be the red dress; and I personally believe the difference between these two things is acknowledging the meaning of the word " Ham. " You see, if you lis
GL AR i E L IGHT , GO GO G AD GET RE AL K MAD e DEN The Grinch is a bitter, grouchy, cave-dwelling creature with a heart "two sizes too small" who lives on snowy Mount Crumpit, a steep high mountain just north of the town of Who ville, home of the merry and warm-hearted Who s. His only companion is his unloved, but loyal dog, Max . From his cave, the Grinch can hear the noisy Christmas festivities that take place in Who ville. Annoyed, he decides to stop Christmas from coming by stealing their presents, trees, and food for their Christmas feast. He crudely disguises himself as Santa Claus, and forces Max, disguised as a reindeer, to drag a sleigh to Who ville. Once there, the Grinch slides down the chimney and steals all of the Who s' Christmas presents, the Christmas tree , and the log for their fire. He is briefly interrupted in his burglary by Cindy Lou, a little Who girl, but concocts a crafty lie to effect his escape from her home.
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