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- THE VOICE SPECIAL -
Blake Shelton Ruins Gwens Life
Its been a couple year togeather now and I noticed Blakes body get slimmer and slimmer while he drank beer, eats burgers, and dessert.
Hes no longer chunky on this recent season of The Voice and we learn what he did.



Next season Gwen is coming back. She also tells what Blake uses.

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States, as far out as Alaska, was one blaze of bonfires, where the children were burning up their giftbooks and presents of all kinds. They had the greatest time The little girl went to thank the old Fairy because she had stopped its being Christmas, and she said she hoped she would keep her promise and see that Christmas never, never came again. Then the Fairy frowned, and asked her if she was sure she knew what she meant; and the little girl asked her, Why not and the old Fairy said that now she was behaving just as greedily as ever, and shed better look out. This made the little girl think it all over carefully again, and she said she would be willing to have it Christmas about once in a thousand years; and then she said a hundred, and then she said ten, and at last she got down to one. Then the Fairy said that was the good old way that had pleased people ever since Christmas began, and she was agreed. Then the little girl said, Whatre your shoes made of And the Fairy said, Leather. And the little girl said, Bargains done forever, and skipped off, and hippityhopped the whole way home, she was so glad. How will that do asked the papa. Firstrate said the little girl; but she hated to have the storystop, and was rather sober. However, her mamma put her head in at thedoor, and asked her papa: Are you never coming to breakfast What have you been telling thatchild Oh, just a moral tale. The little girl caught him around the neck again. We know Dont you tell what, papa Dont you tell what TURKEYS TURNING THE TABLES. Well, you see, the papa began, on Christmas morning, when the littlegirl had snuggled in his lap into just the right shape for listening, it was the night after Thanksgiving, and you know how everybody feelsthe night after Thanksgiving. Yes; but you neednt begin that way, papa, said the little girl; Imnot going to have any moral to it this time. No, indeed But it can be a true story, cant it I dont know, said the little girl; I like madeup ones.

Well, this is going to be a true one, anyway, and its no usetalking. I dont think they behaved very dignified, said the little girl. Well, you see, they were just funning, and had got going, and it wasThanksgiving, anyway. Well, in about half an hour everybody was fast asleep and dreaming Is it going to be a dream asked the little girl, with somereluctance. Didnt I say it was going to be a true story Yes. How can it be a dream, then You said everybody was fast asleep and dreaming. Well, but I hadnt got through. Everybody except one little girl. Now, papa What Dont you go and say her name was the same as mine, and her eyes thesame color. What an idea This was a very good little girl, and very respectful to her papa, and didnt suspect him of tricks, but just believed everything he said. And she was a very pretty little girl, and had red eyes, and blue cheeks, and straight hair, and a curly nose Now, papa, if you get to cutting up

It had a red pasteboard placard round its neck, with FIRST PREMIUM printed on it, and so she knew that it was the ghost of the very turkey they had had for dinner. It was perfectly awful when it put up its tail, and dropped its wings, and strutted just the way the grandfather said it used to do. It seemed to be in a wide pasture, like that back of the house, and the children had to cross it to get home, and they were all afraid of the turkey that kept gobbling at them and threatening them, because they had eaten him up. At last one of the boysit was the other little girls brothersaid he would run across and get his papa to come out and help them, and the first thing she knew the turkey was after him, gaining, gaining, gaining, and all the grass was full of henturkeys and turkey chicks, running after him, and gaining, gaining, gaining, and just as he was getting to the wall he tripped and fell over a turkeypen, and all at once she was in one of the aunties room,

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