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I remember HATING clothes for Christmas. But now it’s all I want (so long as it’s my style). I don’t want random useless shit at Christmas, I want stuff I can use for years and wear out.
Yeah my wife’s Granny would buy me some every year. Then she died and now I don’t get socks at Christmas and it makes me sad. Not because I want socks, I want Granny Babs back
Just a few more years, and you’ll be happy to receive some warm socks for christmas 😊
I remember HATING clothes for Christmas. But now it’s all I want (so long as it’s my style). I don’t want random useless shit at Christmas, I want stuff I can use for years and wear out.
tbh I hit the socks before appliance
Yeah my wife’s Granny would buy me some every year. Then she died and now I don’t get socks at Christmas and it makes me sad. Not because I want socks, I want Granny Babs back
Only self-knitted socks by my grand ma <3
I’m right there right now. Whole family felt xmas was ruined if we don’t get them from grandma.