Once the snow begins to fall, and the smoke billows up from my chimney, I often look out at the silent night and relax with a glass of egg nog while listening to the most magical theme album of our time: Merry Christmas, by the artist Mariah Carey. Her eardrum-piercing shrieks invoke images of Rudolph being sodomized, and as they say, tis the season.
Edited, Oct 26th 2007 11:34am by Barkingturtle