xxi. phoebe's dad

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Monica, Rachel, Ross, Marty and Phoebe were scattered around the girls' apartment, decorating for the holidays. Marty had spent the past twenty minutes wrapping tinsel around Ross, her Santa hat bouncing around on her head as she moved about, when Phoebe looked out of the window.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!" The blonde cried, "Ugly Naked Guy is decorating his tree. Oh my God, you should see the size of his Christmas Balls."

Marty gasped, jumping up from the couch where she was cutting out paper snowflakes, "Wow!" She marvelled, wide eyed as Chandler and Joey entered the apartment, greeting everyone.

"Hey, how much did you guys tip the super this year?" Chandler asked Monica and Rachel.

"Yeah, we were gonna give fifty, but if you guys gave more, we don't wanna look bad." Chandler shrugged.

"Oh, actually this year we just made him homemade cookies." Monica smiled.

"And twenty-five it is." Chandler sighed, writing a cheque.

Joey raised an eyebrow, "You gave him cookies?"

Monica rolled her eyes, "Money is so impersonal. Cookies says someone really cares.," She shrugged, as everyone gave her a look, "Alright, we're broke, but cookies do say that."

"I can see that," Phoebe nodded, grabbing herself a cookie, handing one to Marty, "A plate of brownies once told me a limerick."

"Pheebs, let me ask you something, were, were these, uh, funny brownies?" Chandler chuckled.

The woman shook her head, "Not especially. But you know what, I think they had pot in them."

"Marty, what did you tip your landlord?" Monica asked, looking to the redhead for help.

"I bought her the scarf she'd been wanting for a while." Marty shrugged as Chandler handed her some tinsel.

"Okay, you are not helping." 

"So you guys, who else did you tip with cookies?" Ross asked as Marty wrapped tinsel around Chandler's neck.

"Uhh, the mailman, the super." Rachel listed as there was a bang at the door.

"Oh, and the newspaper delivery guy." Monica remembered.

Joey opened the door and picked up the remnants of the newspaper that had been delivered.

"Oh my God." He muttered.

"What?" Rachel asked.

"Uhhh, I don't think you're gonna like this." Joey told the pair, showing them what was left of their newspaper.

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