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I slammed the door shut panting like a dog after the chase of his life, and I rested my hands on my hips watching the damn pod I had dragged her all the way from Meatology. This was getting out of hand, although I can't deny he's becoming more and more creative with each gift. "Dee-Dee, is that you?" - Chelsea hollered from the kitchen. "Yeah." "Oh, good! What did he send you today?" - I heard her asking before she rounded the corner, but when she did she stopped in her tracks just like I did when I saw my today's gift. - "What the hell is that?" - Chels asked, pointing to my newest gift. "A tree." - I said, catching my breath. Okay, it wasn't a large tree but I still needed to take a cab to bring it back from work, not to mention that I needed every last bit of my strength to dr