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[can_be_more]

Explain this holiday to me now, please. You know the one. The one with snow and trees and overweight men in bad suits with worse facial hair. I'm new! I don't know these things!

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[can_be_more]

*gets paler*

*headdesks repeatedly*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

I should say he'd love whatever you get him here, shouldn't I?

[can_be_more]

*is too busy alternating between *headdesk* and *flail* for an appropriate response*

*may be concussed*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*slips a pillow under your head*

You could always *ask* him what he wants, but most of America would tell you you're supposed to read his mind and get him the perfect gift.

At least he's supposed to do the same thing in return. What do *you* want for Christmas?

[can_be_more]

Somehow I doubt he'd actually tell me. Besides, the perfect gift would probably be for the emo to go away but that plot's not happening yet.

I have to know what I want, too??? *flails more!*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, guys are weird that way. Get him socks. And clothes. Boys need that stuff.

You don't know what you want? *blinks*

Want to borrow my list?

[can_be_more]

Hmmm. *thinks*

I don't need/want anything. Though a DRD would be great.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Ask Callynanders & Bridge. If they can make a toaster hit on people, they can do anything.

Nothing? Not more leather? or boots? Or gun stuff? Or, I don't know, chocolate?