We haven't even begun to address the violent anti-commercialism displays sprouting all over the country, but this is f*cking priceless.
Instead of getting offended, people, can't ya'll just join hands and remember the true spirit of the holiday season?
What? What'd you say about Old Man Sap? Hey! F*ck you, buddy. Sappy is the new angst. We got your holidays right here.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
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I am all about free speech and expression, but when it maliciously threatens a child’s psyche it becomes something else.
and that display is relatively tame compared to other horrific ones out there.
Maliciously threatening a child's psyche is "tapping" the li'l pudgeball with a hammer in the chest to shut him up, or "accidentally" dropping a fridge on his fat li'l fingers, to teach him to "move faster."
Hanging a lit Rudolph from a tree? Huh. We have to think about that.
What's comedy gold, though, is the hick who won't answer his door when the media show up.
He's either a genius anti-commercialism activist or he's polishing his gun, grinning like Private Pyle, waiting for his chance to kick it all postal-like.
Just saying.
But the guy who put the Santa bound and gagged hanging in his tree and the other couple who put out a blood spattered Santa holding up a severed head and surrounded by Barbie heads bleeding from the eyes...
Yeah, that sh*t will f*ck up a little one.
*look, I even censored my comment for ya... Merry effin' Xmas.*
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