Sunday, December 10, 2006

Seasons's Greetings from Mister Squeaky

I've been told on pain of pain that I've got to write you all a seasonal message "full of joy and goodwill to all men" Well stuff that I'm a Giant Rubber Goth Bat so I don't have to be particularly well disposed to man nor beast and if you don't like it tough. Just you try to complain - if you do I'll come round and dribble in your ears while you sleep.
So here's my message:
Can anyone tell me what the "Real Message" of christmas is? Is it jolly fat men in red and white suits invented by a well-known brand of soft drink? Or is it singing the reworded German national anthem whilst standing round a bit of greenery imported into the UK by a man named after a male genital piercing? Or is it getting filthy rich by playing on the greed of children and parental fear of social workers?

Oh and btw does anyone know where you can get pickled garlic and holy water flavour anti-vampire monster munch from?

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