It's Boxing Day, bitches!

I know everyone else thinks they got the best yuletide story, but you're all WRONG! Why? Because my yuletide Santa type-person wrote me crack-fic.

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Yeah, that's what I said.

Nip/Tuck crack-fic. With a crossover. Or three. Ray. Fraser. The Dark Lord! How the Ghosts Stole Christmas

"Okay." Julia parked her hands on her hips. "I'm sure you've all been having a very interesting day, and I'd love to hear about how the Inuit defeated Voldemort, but I have Joan Rivers coming in this morning, so." She made a motherly sort of shooing motion at them all. "If you don't mind."


Also, happy Boxing Day and shizz.