Eeverything you love becomes everything you hate
So it's the "holiday" season, (even though Hanukkah ended almost three weeks ago we all know that "holiday" is just code for "I want to say 'Christmas' without getting sued") and it's tempting to put together a thoughtful and stirring appeal to mankind's better nature, and to stop treating each other like shit the other 364.25 (or 357.25 for the Jooooos) days of the year. Yeah, well that and a dollar will get you a cup of coffee... unless you're one of those whores who goes to Starbucks where hot water run through some ground-up beans magically costs $8.
Regardless, I got nothing. If you really must have that feeling, then go watch the Charlie Brown Christmas Special, because everyone else's "special holiday message" is just a cheap ass Linus imitation. Well, everyone else except New Zealand. (h/t to Purple Avenger, blogging at Ace's)
Leave it to those kiwi-fucking hobbit-wannabes to really celebrate the shit out of Christmas... No wonder kids are scared of the fat fucker. I would be too if all of a sudden Kris Kringle went all "Futurama" on me.
Anyway, happy "holidays" to all my reader(s).
Labels: Futurama, New Zealand, Santa, Starbucks, X-Mas