It wouldn't be an A.J. Christmas if I didn't get the usual socks and underwear as a stocking stuffer. This year, either Santa had me on the wrong list and he thinks I'm a cross dresser, or he just eff'd up big time. There has to be a women in Central New York who is missing her stocking stuffers and got mine instead. Can you imagine the look on my face when I opened these?
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