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So, a little story about conspiracies, conspiracists and America. I'm typing this as I go, so no idea how long this thread is going to be. Just over a decade ago, me and the family went on holiday - to a ranch in Texas.

It my son's choice - he was going through a Westerns phase, thought he was too old to be going on holiday with us, so we let him choose the destination, and just went with it.

The ranch was a lovely old place, run by a guy in his sixties or seventies, though most of the actual running was done by a fantastic Mexican couple who lived there.

The old guy was very Texan - beautiful manners, larger than life, full of stories. The other memory I have is that there were guns *everywhere*. In just about every room.

He spent his evenings online, but not in the way you'd expect these days. He spent his time on networked multiplayer war games, fighting imaginary enemies while talking to his fellow players.

STRANGE PICS THREAD.

Yep, the weird stuff.

PHOTOS: Pibbles with presents.

We wrap Christmas presents for our dogs each year for them to open.

Our pitbulls, Dorothy and Dru, got to open their presents first when we all sat down to open gifts this morning.

In true little sister fashion, Dru can't stand for her big sister Dorothy to get something she doesn't have—even if it's the exact same thing.

As Dorothy was opening her gift, Dru realized Dorothy had one and quickly dropped her unopened gift.

I held Dru back to allow Dorothy to open hers (see Dru's feet).

After successfully unwrapping her gift, Dorothy held onto it, but you can see the look of concern on her face...

An appropriately concerned Dorothy knows that her little sister (who still hasn't opened her gift) is about to come try to take her new toy away...

Tonight I'm going to share a special
#ChristmasStory with you. It's based on the story our mamas tell us so that we aren't afraid and bark at Santy Claws. My canine friend Moe & a human named Jodie inspired me to create this as a holiday gift for my Twitter friends.

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Please follow along and be patient with me.

Our Story is called:
Moe Knows: A Christmas Tail.

Moe Knows loneliness. 

He was an adorable puppy. Some kind of bully breed mix born just before Christmas. When he was just a little tyke he was bought by a man wanting something
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that would grow into a big guard dog. So Moe was taken from his mama & siblings and went to his new home. His first night there he spent alone in a garage with only a thin blanket between him and the floor. Moe cried all night. 

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Moe knows cold.

He spent his days chained in a yard and his nights in the garage. Being a mischievous pup, Moe eventually found things in the garage to play with & chew on. This made the man very angry & Moe was no longer allowed to sleep in the garage. He stayed chained

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outdoors and huddled under an old truck in the yard to keep out of the wind & keep dry.

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