Hark, the crabby elf bellows. If you listen carefully, you can hear one of his parents sadistically laughing---yes, LAUGHING---at his distress.
Elf in repose, after the blustering storm has passed.
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Cat and dog harmony. Pave de/reconstruction. Declarations of wisdom from the nuptial modulatrix. It's all here. Schwillig or stay home.
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