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Christmas Miracle

Ain’t no party like a four horsemen party cause a four horsemen party don’t…actually ever happen.

And I feel fine. After last week, now this? There’s nothing like the threat of an apocalypse to help you learn the true meaning of Christmas.

First, the preamble: I managed to jam my oversized noggin into this beautiful vintage leopard skull cap, which belonged to my lovely and small-noggined mother back in the good old days (when the Christmas miracles flowed like milk and honey).

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THEN, the miracle.

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Styled and outfitted by yours truly, naturally. Come and adore him, born the King of Vaky.

One more miracle and this Christmas qualifies for sainthood. Bring it.

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