Every year my parents send my presents early and my dad makes me promise I won't open them until Christmas. Since Dis is on her own, she usually ignores him and opens them anyway, except for last year when he made me wait until he was on the phone and could hear the paper tearing. My presents are here. In the trunk of my car. I want to open them. Should I?
Discuss.
Also there's a chance I could go on a blind date with a bald, fat sportswriter. That will definitely be discussed if it comes through.
Merry Christmas!
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