I’m going to buy my wife some wonderful gifts this year. I haven’t decided what. I’m a yule procrastinator. But there won’t be a new car under the tree—figuratively speaking. Those Lexus TV commercials just haven’t sold me. Besides, I can’t see myself shopping around at a dealership the day before Christmas Eve. Let’s see, is that her size? I don’t think it’s her style. O, what if she already has one? No, it just wouldn’t feel right. And what if after she unwraps it, she doesn’t like it, and I have to return it? Of course, that would be the least of my worries. The lines could hardly be as long as those at Sears. Ya think.
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