A True Holiday

A True Holiday

Yesterday was my bestest friend’s birthday. For me, that is the only reason the “holiday season” has any significance. Who needs bullshit holidays about blatently false crap? I may not be celebrating the birth of any fictional lords and/or saviors this month, but I sure as hell will be celebrating the birth of a saucy lass and/or criminal mastermind. That is what my holidays are truly about.

Well, that and zombies. You can never have enough zombies.

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