7 Sleeps To Go
I'm so excited right now I could pass for a coke addict's nostrils in mid-sucko.
Santa Claus is comin' -- an' he's bringin' a whole buncha crazy reindeer with him, along with sh*tloadsa toys an' the coolest elves since alla the blondo hunquettes in The Hobbit.
We gonna stuff ourselves stoopid on turkey an' trimmings an' cake so rich jus' a single spoonful gonna lay waste to the colonic irrigation industry -- an' while we are wassailin' an' cavortin', prolly we gonna drink ourselves f*ckin' blamo.
I luuuuuuuurve Christmas!
And now we only got 7 sleeps left, I figure we gotta throw in the minstrels alongside the tinsel.
So post your festive favorites here, guys.
This gonna be our jukebox of yuletide kitsch to warm our hearts an' lift our spirits as the days tick down to
squee! squee! squee!
squee! squee! squee!
squee! squee! squee!
squee! squee! squee!
Christmas Day!
First up, a song that never fails to set the scene for imminent debauched merrymakin'.
srsly, I have no defense against these guys an' their post-Roman togas...
https://youtu.be/6GpqnlFpEvg
When I was offered the choice of any superpower, I chose the power of hindsight. Now that I come to think of it...
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
Lightin' fuses is for blowin' stuff togethah.
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