YOU KNOW WHAT I LIKE? No? Don't care? Well, I'm going to tell you anyway. 'Cause I'm eighteen, I do what I want. In my family, we have this thing where right before we go to bed, we get to open one present on Christmas Eve. It's usually the traditional; slippers or pajamas. (Never know which you're going to get though. ooOOooo) Well, I just opened mine about ten minutes ago. PAJAMA PANTS. Win. I like pajama pants. I wear whatever shirt I find, but I find pajama PANTS to be special-er. I like them. Especially the ones that have Snoopy and Woodstock all over them. I like Snoopy. And Woodstock. I love Charlie Brown. ...Oh. Yeah. That's what I got. Snoopy pajama pants. Right, well, it's almost Christmas. So.. Happy Christmas. (Because we say 'Happy' for every other holiday, even birthdays, so I feel it's appropriate.) The end. To all a good night.
Peace,
Bree