Sean and I put up a tree last night.
I felled it single-handely from the wilds of East 13th Street in front of a bodega and hefted it home like I had a job and a family. A proper Papa Walton.
I think it is always nice to get home from the wet and the cold and smell pine and see lights sparkling.
That is the plan.
Judy and the Queen are extra.
1 comment:
That is sooo gay.
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