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As the Holiday season comes diving through our windows, like John McClane at the end of Die Hard. And kicks us right in the Yippie-Kai Yays. And Santa Claus; who I can only imagine has an axe now. Cuz I have a lot of visual evidence of this. Comes crashing down our chimneys, to devour all of our fucking cookies. . .wait. what the fuck am I talking about?! Oh yeah. Presents.
1.) Tattoo gift certificates. I can never afford ink. Especially now that all my money is reserved for my slasher movie. Tattoo gift certificates are worth the same as gold to me.
2.) Horror movies. The obscure -erer. The better. That's my notebook moment. If you get me those. I know that we'll be together until neither of us remember who we are. And we die of old at the same time. I'm talking to you Ryan Gosling.
3.) Graphic novels. Or anything comic book related. Cuz nerd.
And these have been presents. Happy Holidays from Dave Maggot.
