My Christmas was on November 4.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year. Families gather together, presents are exchanged, booze is swilled… and most importantly, everyone looks back upon the preceding year to revel in the abject misery and despair of those they’ve conquered.
Let’s get started!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
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And of course:
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!
Hey, don’t get all mad at me, you losers. I’m not the one who sank all these creeps. Direct your thwarted ire at this genius over here:
But nothin’, Barack. You said what you said. We were listening.
You lost.