As I trudge through the Christmas snow, I wonder why on earth couldn't I have picked a warmer costume? Clad in my skimpy bikini, complete with grass skirt and (who's kidding who) fur coat, I burst into the house looking for some warmth. "Damn, it's COLD out there!" After handing Tib my contribution to the party, a bottle of champagne, I survey the current guests. While everyone was in their Christmas-themed costumes, I, the freezing idiot, mentally hoped I could find someone to warm me up quickly.

I also wish I had moved from my place in front of the door. Just then, with a scream, I was thrown on the floor by the next entering guest.

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