A Grinchmas Delight
It’s Christmas! My favorite time of year. The smell of cinnamon and Christmas music are in the air. The beautiful lights. The Christmas trees. Maybe even a promotion. My hot as hell boss… wait. No. Scratch that last part. I hate him. Unless, of course, we’re in a stairwell. Or at the local bar. Or laying in his bed with nothing on but the Christmas tree lights illuminating his perfectly toned abs. NO. How am I supposed to enjoy my favorite time of year, get my promotion, AND not fall in love with the biggest grinch I’ve ever met?
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