gift not a gift
I dislike everything Christmas.
The festival may well be quite beautiful, but the drumrum or better it is simply in front of an ordeal for body and mind. Now we are nearly there. But what brings me inside to cry are the people who now expect a few days before Christmas, even a full load! AUGH! Himself Blame when something is sold out, grapeshot! It is a pleasure to know that now the last one-pack packages (and it's still half a shipload of ...) and then begins to normality. Until then, I admit, of course, certainly more than 90%, but the inner Müdikeit leave me now for anybody to pull a leg.
happy holidays to you all!
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