It can be expensive.
Cuz it’s worth it!
Heh, heh. I miss taters and carrots. Too many carbs for me, now! 
So anyhow I’m heading out for Christmas in like five minutes. Have a great holiday, my dear! 
It’s the holidays, and this thread is 342 posts long, so I’m sure somebody has already said this, but I don’t have time to read the whole thing so I’m saying it again.
If you want to wish me a Merry Christmas, wish me a Merry Christmas. If you want to wish me a Happy Holidays, wish me a Happy Holidays. If you want to wish me a joyous Kwaanzaa, wish me a joyous Kwaanzaa, even though I’m pale as Marley’s Ghost.
But whatever you fucking do, don’t say “Merry Christmas, Freddy . . . Oh, heh-heh, I guess we’re not supposed to say that these days, it’s not politically correct.” If you say that, I will immediately conclude that you’re a brain-dead douche-lick, and I will hate you for the rest of my life. I will fantasize about shoving each prong of a menorah up your ass, one at a time, slowly and painfully, until you shut the fuck up and get out of my life. Thank you.
Beware Plant’s Hypothesis.
It could be worse. It could be the Evil Death Highway of Doom referred to mundanely as the 401.
A-fucking-men!
I’m just waiting for the day that one of these assbitches gets up the gumption to say what they’re really * thinking: ZOG!
*Or the “minorities”, the feminists, or the homsexuals clamoring for the buttcracks of innocent little boys. Take your pick.