Unfortunately, my house is no longer celebrating the Festival of Lights. Our blue and white lights are no more, we now have far less cheery red white and green lights decorating our house. Too bad, our ecumenicalism might have done some good for our eternal souls. My mom is always worried about that.
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merry x-mas, yasmin. is the thing you dad's bribing you with to stop smoking a full-blooded malayalee husband who makes a metric shit ton of money at a boring-ass job? if so, you should accept it. you could then divorce his ass, take half of what he's worth, convert to mormonism and get yourself a menagerie of trophy husbands.
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