Thursday, December 04, 2008
Santa
-Okay. Don't respect me, but respect the uniform!
-Fuck you Santa! Junkie and boozer!
-Santa transcendent! He beats the odds!
-Oh yeah? Well, remembering yet another chapter:
I'm not about to let any kid of mine sit on your lap.
-Oh ye of little faith!
-Uh huh. Well, it's never been a problem. Quite the opposite.
-Well, fuck you squared! And all the way from the North Pole!
Up your smug ass from Donner and Blitzen! Plus the three
wise men for good measure!
-Stay with the secular. It forms a nation surrounded by swamps of
fools, knaves, and maniacs. Of myths and of The Church.
-Where’s the romance in you?
-Killed by aforementioned.
-Okay. Don't respect me, but respect the uniform!
-Fuck you Santa! Junkie and boozer!
-Santa transcendent! He beats the odds!
-Oh yeah? Well, remembering yet another chapter:
I'm not about to let any kid of mine sit on your lap.
-Oh ye of little faith!
-Uh huh. Well, it's never been a problem. Quite the opposite.
-Well, fuck you squared! And all the way from the North Pole!
Up your smug ass from Donner and Blitzen! Plus the three
wise men for good measure!
-Stay with the secular. It forms a nation surrounded by swamps of
fools, knaves, and maniacs. Of myths and of The Church.
-Where’s the romance in you?
-Killed by aforementioned.
Labels: religion, Santa, secular
