I wish you all the best as you stuff your greasy faces with swine and poultry and greedily rip wrapping paper to shreds in a frenzy of commercialism, your foreheads and necks fairly dripping with sweat as the pasty millions pimp whatever small amount of goodheartdness and honest emotion this holiday somehow still has retained after all this time.
shit yeah, I love christmas too.
christmas…is it over yet?
geeze.