That’s right, funk masters! It’s Christmas morning, and you know what that means: Christmas Drunk! Mister and I are popping the champers and lounging about in our pa-jampers. Steak and eggs are sizzling and our drinks are…
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That’s right, funk masters! It’s Christmas morning, and you know what that means: Christmas Drunk! Mister and I are popping the champers and lounging about in our pa-jampers. Steak and eggs are sizzling and our drinks are…