Friday, December 18, 2009

It's a freakin' disgrace


Dude, do you believe this whole "Christmas Carol" thing? What utter schlock.


It's a freakin' disgrace, sir. Should I prepare the battle sleigh?


The battle sleigh? I thought that was destroyed in the Battle of Spanish Armada-Lehigh.


I had a backup.


Dude, I thought you were done with all the violence. We discussed this.


Yes. Absolutely. No battle sleigh. Just kidding.


Sheesh. Do you believe he's dragging Rachel Ray into his twisted saga? I like her. She's perky.


That's a damn shame. She's been a good girl all year. All she wants for Christmas are some new sammie recipes.

What was on his list, if I may ask?

Coal. The bastard. So if I give him coal, then he gets what he wants. But I can't do that because he's been naughty. So I have to give him something else, like an iPhone or some booze.

So he's gaming the system. What a creep!

Always looking for a loophole, that one.

And on this whole blog supposedly about my holiday there's no mention about the true meaning of Christmas, like presents and stockings and Christmas trees and light displays!

Not to mention it's your birthday.

Don't remind me. ... I am so going to get that guy.

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