(((We)))’re taking over. C’mon, the goyim ought to be with their kids. Their crazed, shrieking, bouncing off perpendicular walls kids. And like the cruel friend who buys your kid a trumpet for Christmas, I am doing my little bit to let families come together. It puts a smile on my grubby face, and I rub my sweaty paws together in delight.

But despite the supposed holiday, (((we))) at least have to acknowledge birthdays, which today include a guy with some gravity; the star of Naughty Nurses: The Original, whose career arc was typical of “non-profit” leaders, and had a country estate almost next door to us; a woman who was made up; the progenitor of many generations of shitty cars; an actor who was typecast and did great with it; another guy I’d be happy to do some lines with; a guy who did great and was rewarded for it as expected; a short guy with an outsized impact; a quarterback who was always amazing fun to watch; a Team Red piece of shit who still plagues us; a contender for the best all-around baseball player since Ruth; and a bearded Zoolander, who got his father’s ethics and his mother’s intellect.

Let’s get a-linkin’.

 

Winning hearts and minds with Christmas spirit.

 

Talcum X haz a sad. Well, he can still grift on Facebook.

 

“You guys aren’t propaganda-ing enough, that’s the core issue.”

 

Our news media ought to be more like this.

 

What a surprise. “We didn’t get all of you, so we’ll try harder this time.”

 

Apparently I’m Finnish.

 

This really is the ultimate Christmas song. Listen all the way through- it’s a fun ride.