Yeah, there's always somebody bitching about that. But it's there. The Jesus freaks wouldn't let it go that easy. War on Christmas my ass.
[Blake crosses his arms and looks around.]
Hell. Here it's not so bad. You don't have to hear that argument anymore, and weird monsters and background music beat the hell out of hearing the Little Fuckin' Drummer Boy for the five hundredth time.
Who the hell are you shopping for around here, anyway?
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[Blake crosses his arms and looks around.]
Hell. Here it's not so bad. You don't have to hear that argument anymore, and weird monsters and background music beat the hell out of hearing the Little Fuckin' Drummer Boy for the five hundredth time.
Who the hell are you shopping for around here, anyway?