Thoughts for the holidays
The holidays are once again here, you can tell by the adverts for Chia Pets and The clapper the only time you see these is in December. Who in there right mind is giving these out as presents? I mean come on fruit cake is cheaper and grows more interesting things than a Chia pet. The Company who makes these is even too cheap to spring for a new advert I mean they have been saying that Scooby-Doo and Garfield are new to Chia Pets yet I have been hearing that for at least ten years now. I do not know any one who has ever received or given these damn things as a present.
And all of you Christians out there stop you damn whining it is a Holiday Tree, not a Christmas tree, it is yet another Pagan thing you people have tried to clam as your own but guess what we know the truth. The truth is there is no Christ in Christmas; it is another holiday you people want to steal like Easter.
You know it is funny to me that a country that was made by people trying to escape Christian rule can be come ruled by the same ass holes they were trying to get away from. It saddens me to think that the US was founded on Freedom of the people and Freedom of religion yet the Christians are now running things in to the ground. What can you expect from a religion founded on fear and hate. Each year I see things that make me less and less proud to be an American. Oh well fuck it history will always repeat it’s self until people learn that history should be respected and learned from. They say Rome was not built in a day but look what happened to it.
Well as a close I would like to leave you with two things one, if you are the ass hole who keeps giving Chia pets, and clappers out for the holidays the get a life take the money you were going to spend on these crappy things and put it on a gift card, the trash men will thank you, and so will who ever you give the gift too.
And for number two, well I would like to leave you with my favorite version of a Christmas story, I do not know who wrote it, but it always brings joy to me in these dark times of so called holiday sprit.
“’T was the night be for Christmas and all throw the house not a creature was fucking not even a mouse, mom at the whore house dad smoking grass. I just settled down with a nice piece of ass. Out on the lawn I heard such a clatter I sprung for my piece to see what was the matter. Out on the lawn I saw a bid dick and knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
He came down the chimney like a bat out of hell I knew in a moment the fucker had fell. He filled our stocking with pretzels and beer, and a big rubber dick for my brother the queer! He rose up the chimney with a thunderous fart, that son of a bitch blew the chimney a part. He swore and cussed as he rode out of sight, “Piss on you all and have a hell of night!”
Don’t dream it, BE IT!
Lord Kronouss
And all of you Christians out there stop you damn whining it is a Holiday Tree, not a Christmas tree, it is yet another Pagan thing you people have tried to clam as your own but guess what we know the truth. The truth is there is no Christ in Christmas; it is another holiday you people want to steal like Easter.
You know it is funny to me that a country that was made by people trying to escape Christian rule can be come ruled by the same ass holes they were trying to get away from. It saddens me to think that the US was founded on Freedom of the people and Freedom of religion yet the Christians are now running things in to the ground. What can you expect from a religion founded on fear and hate. Each year I see things that make me less and less proud to be an American. Oh well fuck it history will always repeat it’s self until people learn that history should be respected and learned from. They say Rome was not built in a day but look what happened to it.
Well as a close I would like to leave you with two things one, if you are the ass hole who keeps giving Chia pets, and clappers out for the holidays the get a life take the money you were going to spend on these crappy things and put it on a gift card, the trash men will thank you, and so will who ever you give the gift too.
And for number two, well I would like to leave you with my favorite version of a Christmas story, I do not know who wrote it, but it always brings joy to me in these dark times of so called holiday sprit.
“’T was the night be for Christmas and all throw the house not a creature was fucking not even a mouse, mom at the whore house dad smoking grass. I just settled down with a nice piece of ass. Out on the lawn I heard such a clatter I sprung for my piece to see what was the matter. Out on the lawn I saw a bid dick and knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
He came down the chimney like a bat out of hell I knew in a moment the fucker had fell. He filled our stocking with pretzels and beer, and a big rubber dick for my brother the queer! He rose up the chimney with a thunderous fart, that son of a bitch blew the chimney a part. He swore and cussed as he rode out of sight, “Piss on you all and have a hell of night!”
Don’t dream it, BE IT!
Lord Kronouss
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