Facedown At Christmas Buzz Fisher It’s Christmas morn again this year. My stocking is stuffed with Vodka and beer. I went to celebrate at the bar last night. Got a little rowdy and ended up in a fight. The cops let me out a couple hours ago. I fell on my ass outside in the snow. The old lady’s asleep and the kids are too. they’re dreaming of Santa and all the toys that are new. I stumbled through the door right into the tree. Facedown at Christmas - Santa, Rudolph and me. |
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