The joy of spending Christmas alone
I learned it’s frowned upon to say things like Christmas carols make me want to blow my brains out
I learned it’s frowned upon to say things like Christmas carols make me want to blow my brains out
Don’t be fooled by the Zionist narrative!
…apart from one song
At the Christmas Parade, politics of any flavor seem a long way off
‘We can say Merry Christmas again’ — and again, and again
The prairie is a pretty penitential place in winter