allright kids. it's that time of year again. i have a candy-cane shaped tumor in my head, and that's right, it's telling me to kill Santa Claus. the music has to stop. the shoppers need to go home. no Christmas this year kiddos. sorry.
that jolly fat bastard sets foot in the store tomorrow, he's going to die. hopefully the elves are strong enough to be pallbearers. watch the news.
this is my sugar coated fifteen minutes of fame.
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that jolly fat bastard sets foot in the store tomorrow, he's going to die. hopefully the elves are strong enough to be pallbearers. watch the news.
this is my sugar coated fifteen minutes of fame.
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~Nightmares~
Did you end up going to the MM show last night? Of course, I was busy fighting for my scrawny body not to get trampled in the crowd, so I didn't get to see a whole lot of people there other than the crowdsurfers flying over my head...