Return of the Tongs

I got tongs for Christmas.

I know one of you put Santa up to this. And that means there is a traitor within our midst. I'm not going to name names. No. I'm not going to point the black finger. But there will be justice, and it will be swift.

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The other day I stepped into my shoes and whipped cream mashed between my toes. It's good to be home with friends again.