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Dec 24, 1999
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 Warmest regards and season's greetings to you and yours. And now, a very special episode of The Boondocks. Dear Santa: You punk! I can't believe you faked jacks me like that. I asked for one little thing - platinum jewelry with ice - and you couldn't hook a brotha up. Well, that's cool...You better hope you don't exist for your sake,'cause if you do, Ima send you back to the essence, w...life! Don't let me catch you slippin' on a rooftop next year. For real, cuase Ima 'praoch...Word up!...Rudolph g...beef...knw... ...If it's all the same to you, we'd rather just cut this short. It wasn't going anywhere but downhill anyway. Merry Christmas!
Dec 26, 1999
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