Randall Nathan found his Christmas pants. His wife, Claire, keeps hiding them, but he always finds them. She's never been very good at hiding things, including her disdain for the Christmas pants. "Those were out of style when you got them," she declares. They are red and green plaid. He has worn them every Christmas day for almost forty years.
Claire also keeps threatening to wash them. "You can't wash Christmas pants," he says. "You'll wash out all the memories."
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