Dear Crappy Day,
You tried the constant rainfall and miserable traffic.
You tried the lack of sleep and discomfort of a huge, 9-month belly.
You tried crazy coworkers and a busy, busy workday.
Crappy Day, I'm here to tell you:
You can have my Christmas spirit when you pry it from my cold, dead fingers.
(I got this North Pole pattern from PaperToys.com.)
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