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[mcgucket]

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"Howdy, you've reached the voicemail of Fiddleford McGucket! Unfortunately I can't stay and chat right now, but please leave a message and I'll be sure to get back to you quicker than a chicken on a junebug!

... Unless your name is Stanford Pines. In which case, "somethin's on fire right now" better not be the reason why you're callin' me."

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backdated to the 26th!

[chocolatepudding]

[ Merry Christmas! Or late Christmas, because Dustin pretty much slept through it. After a rather jarringly loud fist-pounding knock on McGucket’s door, he’ll find a stocking left on the ground. If he's quick enough to answer he can probably recognize curls and a favourite hat turning the corner. The stocking is jammed full of things, including:

1. Air Heads (assorted flavours, but more watermelon because those are the best)
2. A small container with only banana flavoured runts
3. Gummy bears (sour and regular)
4. Bubble tape
5. Caramello
6. Nilla wafers
7. Chupa chups
8. Cow tales
9. Gummy cola
10. Nerds
11. Skittles
12. Sour patch kids
13. Fun Dip
14. Pop Rocks

And lastly, just for him:
15. Sweet potato pie. He asked the mansion to make it as close as possible to what he’s used to back home.

Propped up is a Christmas card, homemade with probably the worst handwriting known to man: 'Merry Christmas. -Dustin' ]