"The deadline is past," I shouted to Jonka, "and there's still no fruitcake in the house---no former student, no relative, no one has sent me one---and I never was served any figgy pudding!"
"You don't even know what figgy pudding is," she shouted back, "and I disagree that there's no fruitcake in our house!"
-Old Gargoyle
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