Mi casa de Ass, su casa de Ass

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1. As a Los Angeles Native, I will always remember the San Bernardino mountains as the one true location of “Santa’s Village”, wiv treats from the “Pixie’s Pantry” and the “Good witch’s bakery”. I will also ask why every trip to Riverside was punctuated by a massive fibreglass Mammoth on a purple hillside just before the landscaped hillside which spelt out “RIVERSIDE: WHITE TRASH MECCA”. I know that this has nuffin’ to do wiv’ anal sex, but I blame more of that on the myriad of Goyish, Molesty stepfathers of the 1970’s than anyfing else. ‘Nuff respect, Gram.