Instead of using the complimentary christmas tree chipping the month after the holidays have come and gone, my dad decided to forego that and keep the tree around just in case the "birdies" needed a home for the winter. So there the tree sat... through the snowstorms. Now spring has come out to play, and we have a nasty brown eyesore of a christmas tree. So on one of my dads many days off, he burned the fucker down. the tree was engulfed in flames. He may have thrown furniture into this pile for all i know... this is all thats left of the poor ol' christmas tree. a big black sizzling hole in the backyard. Feliz Navidad.
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