Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree...
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Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree...
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Christmas, to me, has always been a crappy thing to celebrate.
Why? Cause it's only one day off. Fuck!
Give la, two or three days.
And if Santa Claus ever came to my house, with the intention of dropping a lump of coal in my many socks, I'd rob him.
With my machete.
And then I'd slit his throat.
And take the naughty and nice list. And read about who did what this year.
And chuckle.
Maybe jack-off.
Then I'd go and get the reindeers, and make reindeer stew.
Onwards! Prancer! Hooker! Whore! Cunt! Cock-sucker! Teaser! Stripper!
