The Stocking Stuffer: a Ghastly Christmas Meh-rathon

A bit of hyperbole I had to imagine, made all the more dubious by the fact that I could not exactly read the name as Ollie wrote it. He did not possess a physician’s hand, mind you. If anything, his letters appeared overly ornate, displaying a childish embellishment (an extension of his person, I should say, with his rosy cheeks, his curly hair, his ears coming almost to a point, and his almost cherubic looks despite being, according to his application, nearly sixty years old).

Stick with us all day to see what stuff we have in stock to stuff your stockings. (Ability of all products to fit in a stocking not guaranteed.)