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04 December 2005 @ 01:12 pm
There is not enough what the fuck in the goddamned world!  
There is a band of honest to God, I shit you not, mariachis in my snow filled driveway, and they are singing I'll Be Home for Christmas.

Dear God, are you there? This is me, Nifra. I have a question for you: Do I live in a neighborhood where mariachi wassailers are something I'm going to have to get used to? If so, I love you God, but you're a right strange bird. Much confusion and some consternation, Me.

Is there -- does one give carollers things to make them go away, or can you just stay in your apartment and stare out the window in total horror? Because I'm sticking to the latter for just now.
 
 
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Aelora: hee - by medieaelora on December 4th, 2005 06:23 pm (UTC)
*blinks*

*rereads*

ROTFLMAO!!!
when she smiles it's like a revelation: Shiny!fox1013 on December 4th, 2005 06:29 pm (UTC)
...Your life is the BEST.
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Seperisseperis on December 4th, 2005 06:57 pm (UTC)
*smothers laughter in pillow*

It's your fantastic hair. It *draws them in*.
FairestCat: Christmas Pussfairestcat on December 4th, 2005 07:25 pm (UTC)
mariachi wassailers...

*is horrified and yet intrigued*
Teeny Gozerteenygozer on December 5th, 2005 03:16 am (UTC)
mariachis in my snow filled driveway, and they are singing I'll Be Home for Christmas.

Ah. My version of "hell".
issuesgrrrlissuesgrrrl on December 5th, 2005 04:09 am (UTC)
Oh. My. Goddess.
That may be the funniest thing I have ever read, *ever*!

::hugs::
The Gauche in the Machinechina_shop on December 5th, 2005 05:51 am (UTC)
Uh, weren't you attacked by random wildlife just a few weeks ago, too? Wow, it's like you have your own little vortex of extreme weirdness.

Cool.