Happy happy Christmas week, you elf-fellating scum! Yes, it's time for the Season of Lying to Children about the existence of any one of a number of Magical Miracle Men. To truly get in the Christmas spirit, I suggest you cut down a Druid's tree, set a sacred pagan grove on fire, and start an apocalyptic desert cult that grows into the world's oldest and largest child-fuckery concern. Make it an LLC, or pretend it is "nonprofit," whichever suits your tastes! And now, on to the worship of the One True God, Barack Hussein Obama.
oh hey wonkette! have a merry x-mas or christmas or festival of lights or kwanza or new years or elf garden gnome festival or whatever pleases.
and please, come back next year as a year w/out wonkette is a year w/out sunshine or booze and way too many republicans from random places like AK or AZ which until recently didn't really exist. and still shouldn't.
I made Baby Jesus's favorite birthday rum cake tonight. My secret is to soak my nuts in rum for nearly a week. Don't forget the baby Jesus, you godless motherfuckers.
Also, belief in the apocalypse means you can justify anything in the present, since you don't have to worry about real-world consequences in the future.
So Barry read to kids, listened to semi-important information, signed stuff, got emotional and then had to go somewhere. I didn't even know he was a mom.
Merry fucking Christmas, BSL!
Happy Hogswatch, all!
oh hey wonkette! have a merry x-mas or christmas or festival of lights or kwanza or new years or elf garden gnome festival or whatever pleases.
and please, come back next year as a year w/out wonkette is a year w/out sunshine or booze and way too many republicans from random places like AK or AZ which until recently didn't really exist. and still shouldn't.
I made Baby Jesus's favorite birthday rum cake tonight. My secret is to soak my nuts in rum for nearly a week. Don't forget the baby Jesus, you godless motherfuckers.
And to think I saw it on Mulberry Street!
In my house they are hung like coats.
I think the first link is giving me computer cooties.
I'd never leave the house!
Wait, I already never leave the house.
Also, belief in the apocalypse means you can justify anything in the present, since you don't have to worry about real-world consequences in the future.
I've got your Druid’s tree right here, baby!
"Away in a Manger" in a Billie Holiday voice or GTFO.
Do they taste like Reindeer?
So Barry read to kids, listened to semi-important information, signed stuff, got emotional and then had to go somewhere. I didn't even know he was a mom.
God bless us, every one.
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