Stumbled upon these militant little bastards in my travels. Those things underneath them are their giant silver turds. Got Rudolph?
Yes, I shopped at the mall. Yes, I ate lunch in the food court. No, I don't like to admit it. But red taco shells? As if taking a "break" from holiday mall shopping by eating at Taco Bell isn't enough punishment. I'm telling you people, everything comes back to you.
These guys are trying. I give them points for trying.
One wonders, one does, if this unfortunate discovery ...
... is related to this one.
Now then, if that guy isn't Christmas-alternative enough for you, stop by SantaCon 2011. You won't regret it.