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ho ho holy shit it’s almost christmas
WILL???? IS THAT YOU WILL???? W I L L

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lordstark:
ho ho holy shit it’s almost christmas
WILL???? IS THAT YOU WILL???? W I L L
lordstark:
ho ho holy shit it’s almost christmas
WILL???? IS THAT YOU WILL???? W I L L
lordstark:
ho ho holy shit it’s almost christmas
WILL???? IS THAT YOU WILL???? W I L L
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top ten the office characters (voted on by my followers): 3/10| dwight schrute: “What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany’s at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No. I go for the chandelier; it’s priceless. As I’m taking it down, a woman catches me. She tells me to stop. It’s her father’s business. She’s Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning the cops come and I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to meet me in Mexico but I go to Canada. I don’t trust her. Besides, I love the cold. Thirty years later I get a postcard. I have a son. And he’s the Chief of Police. This is where the story gets interesting: I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero. She’s been waiting for me all these years. She’s never taken another lover. I don’t care. I don’t show up. I go to Berlin. That’s where I stashed the chandelier.”
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