LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, may I have your attention, please?! You’ve been patient! You’ve been diligent! You’ve been loyal! Now, for demonstrating such tremendous qualities, such incredible attributes, such unbelievable resolve, you shall be rewarded! Friends, bloggers, Earthlings, lend me your ears! The time has come, yet again, for you to get your proper dose of excitement, adventure, and intrigue! People of the Net, without further delay, I present to you this week’s FRRRRRRRRRRIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY FICTIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

Sam…

…Sam, play it.

*Cue music.*

If you celebrate Christmas, but you’ve lived your whole life in a place that’s never gotten snow, you’ve probably wished for a white Christmas at least once.

Thankfully, you don’t have psychic powers.

Because there’s a reason it doesn’t snow where it doesn’t snow.

But that’s what happens in this story—and to find out why, you’ll have to CLICK HERE.

And, for those who love Christmas stories, return on Monday. Because, instead of the usual review, we’ve got a tale for you.  

tuning off…

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