Xmas morning: the sensation of fellatio by way of material goods

Xmas morning.

I made out like a bandit in the mansion of a blind millionaire who wasn’t home because he was visiting family in another state, and would’ve had the new Brinks(tm) alarm system up except it wasn’t installed because Larry’s sister-in-Law had a baby so he feigned illness and no one was able to come out before the unnamed blind guy left town.

Xmas isn’t about the giving, it’s about the taking. I am now the proud owner of an infrared laser-guided digital thermometer, when just hours before I wasn’t.  Also got a kickass jacket and a bag of cash.

Hail!