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    Short, Fat, and Red all over

    When December rolls around its a very festive time around town, and its hard not to get into the spirit of Decemberily. Every year as a kid my parents would buy a Christmas tree, and my sister and I would decorate it, and every December 25th we would wake up super early and find presents underneath it. Joyous times indeed. The thing is I don’t know what possessed my parents to get a Christmas tree considering that they’re completely Buddhist, and I don’t even know how they even knew what to do. Its been years since i’ve had a tree ever since my sister moved out of my parents house,…