Bonecrusher's Blog of Hate

Name's Bonecrusher. If you're reading this, I hate you. If you're not reading this, I hate you. Actually, I just hate you period. In fact, I hate everything. This blog examines the subtleties and complexities about this mindset, which flashbags like yourselves can only hope to ever achieve. Good luck with that.

Monday, December 24, 2007

Bah Humbug

Nobody will pay attention to me tomorrow so I won't even try. You fleshies enjoy your nasty little holiday. Have fun finding that those nice-looking gifts under the tree are sweat socks and underwear. Maybe if you're lucky. that fat guy with the beard will give you something useful, like coal, so you don't acquire hypothermia in those freezing sub-zero temperatures as your house is buried under 12 feet of snow, trapping you inside, freezing and likely starving because you ate all the food on Christmas.

Yeah, you fleshies have fun with that.

1 comment:

Weasel said...

We share something in common: I hate Christmas, too.