Happy Getting Through Christmas, America!
Finally. The children are nestled in stockings or whatever, asleep, and Christmas 2008 is over, and hopefully it was all right -- jesus fucking christ and hopefully it did not go as horrifically wrong as this, or this, and what were we talking about again? Where is the bottle, of whisky? Let's have a nice song from Mr. Tom Waits, about Minneapolis and hookers and Silent Night. We'll see you later on Friday, and Truck Nutz 4 All.