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In a different and funny way.
Keep the door closed.
The wrong way.
Makes everyone forget about their dirty car.
The battle everyone has been waiting for.

Like all people who don't consult the Bible to solve practical problems, I'm at war with Christmas. I wish people "Happy Holidays" , promote the idea of Santa Claus in order to deflect attention away from the role of the Christ-child, and accentuate the pagan elements of the celebration in favor of the Christian ones, which are in extreme danger with our country maintaining a paltry incidence of Christians at a mere 76%. And why wouldn't I? I stand to gain so much from the effort, I really can't afford not to. But we need a shot in the arm. So I'm mining the great war-mongers of the past for material. What do say, Genghis? How would you attack Christmas?
Genghis Khan: Well, first I'd find a few stores that feature religiously neutral decorations, like holly, wreaths, and maybe even some Kwanzaa stuff, because they'd clearly be part of the war effort. I'd absorb them into my army and ride to a store that has the nerve to wish people "Merry Christmas" when they check out. While riding we'd drag yule logs behind our horses to kick up extra dust and give the appearance of greater numbers. When I arrived at the store, let's say it's a Wal-Mart in Texas, I'd explain to the manager that he can either surrender, or everyone in the store can be killed. Then I'd camp out that night, instructing my soldiers to each light 3 Christmas trees apiece instead of just one, again to give the impression of greater numbers. We'd probably light a few Menorahs as well, just to show how at war with Christmas we really are. Naturally, there would be no praying.
Ever wonder what happens if you put a brick in a washing machine? Me neither, but these guys found out for us.
Ever wonder what happens if you put a brick in a washing machine? Me neither, but these guys found out for us.
MAYBE! JUST MAYBE! PLEASE LET THIS BE TRUE!
Proving once again that if New Jersey is the armpit of America, Philadelphia is that part near your scrotum that you never wash. Is that harsh?
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If you have ever wondered what a hideous and washed up super model, full of meth and coke, looked like...
Hilary Swank has no body fat whatsoever. Her stomach is so hard, entire villages can wash their laundry upon her rippling abs.