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[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Peter walked through the door, yawning, and wiping inefficiently at some baby spitup on his shoulder. Maria had a cold, Oscar had a cold, and Dana was starting to get a cold. He was actually relieved to see the bar for once.

"THANK GOD!" He yelled, and jogged over to the bar. "My usual, Bar, if you please....Hey, that's not part of my usual!"

Along with his food, there was another book by Wilhelm Reich. And one on taking care of horses.
They stayed there despite his protests of the latter one.

He facepalmed, "...She just had to ask for a horsey."

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[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well you know Santa's deal is for kids anyway. Grown-ups can buy their own gifts on discount."

[cat_wth_panache]

Puss looks at Peter blankly a moment. "You do not get a present from Santa?"

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Peter eyed the cat some, "Usually not if you're an adult. That part's just for the kiddies." Then again, he remembered many Christmases as a kid where Santa seemed to miss their house. His stepmother tried her best, and of course, his father was never any help being away from home so much.

[cat_wth_panache]

"Yes well, Santa does love Kitties." Puss nods. Who doesn't? Which is why his stocking is always full. "I am sorry to hear though that you do not get presents from him. I recieved an extra mouse if you would like it?"