Yo, 'ssupp Bro!!!
OK, let's cut to the chase. You've been nothing but ashit disturber all year, and every year previous in your life, so the only thing I can say is Santa has to send you something so you won't start whining and put more bother on that saint you call a wife. Hell, that woman makes Saints seem like evil ghouls!!!
OK, enough about her.
Listen dude, just because Santa's spent the last day & a half browsing and studying the Wish List thread for shit that ain't there doesn't mean I can read yourmind and know what you want. For Christ's sake, why don't you people put your preferences and likes in your
profile?? You could at least try to make it easy on me. It ain't bad enough I have to guess what kind of mood the Missus is in every morning before I open my eyes, when those
elves are having their next Union meeting or when the Reindeer are gonna go into
heat, but now every year you guys figure I have nothing better to do than play a seegar guessing game!!!
Fuggitt, when I go by Sid's on my way to snowless Florida (reminds me, gotta put the wheel conversion kit on mysleigh to get to that shit-hole) I'll rob his secret stash of Macanoodles, swing by Mauied's place to scam some of whatever shit they smoke where he's from, go by Basil's place to pick up some Grape White owls and snag some Acid Kuba Kuba off Hex, then I'll have a bag full of shit to drop down your chimney.
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So, make it easy for me and let poor old Santa know what your smoking preferences are!!
Ho, ho,ho!!!
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