Wow,
what a fantastic Christmas –
best ever! First
and foremost, the people I enjoyed during the holidays said not a
peep
about the “Interview”, which means we were not infected by
the SARS virus – Seth Aaron Rogen
Shithead, that Canadian asshole that thinks he finds a privilege
under
the 1st
Amendment
of the Unites States Constitution. In
all honesty, when a foreigner gets more protection under the
“Stituation”, cannot we interfere by deporting his ass back to
Canada? Talk about lack of border security! And at least with those
coming across down south to pick our crops, they show some respect
for our sovereignty. So
I felt at ease over
the Christmas holidays,
that those friends and acquaintances so
enjoyed,
embraced and
cherished as
company were in
reality “True
Americans” and showed such by not paying any attention to Flung
Dung Phooey – that North Korean that gives “fruitcake” an
entirely different “bored again Christmas”
attitude. Anyway, my gifts have already proven that this coming year
will bring “Comfort & Joy”. See, secret Santa's gift was a
device
camouflaged as a package of “Lucky Strike” but in reality a
“hi-tech” gizmo from
Israel that
sends out a voice-over-voice
signal that will
interlace John
Lennon's “Happy Xmas(War is Over)”
upon any
cell-phone
conversation
within a respectable distance of
8-feet in radius
my location,
even has enough
“humph” to “Twitter Interact” with the lyrics also
broadcast across a nearby “smart-phone” not in “Airport Mode”
- but
will not interfere
with a 911 transmission.
It's
like if I were just under-the-influence
singing so as
everybody could hear! Wow,
I never saw so many disgruntled cell phone users when
I was at the crowded airport awaiting a flight home,
when they came too
close to invade my peace and quiet
and were greeted
by John Lennon and
the Harlem choir singing
“War is
over if you want it”!
Not that they
despise this
master-peace, just the
fact we have
gotten so damn use
to self-inflicted-annoyance
tuned into
being tuned in
to the “Mother of Contradiction”,
that of
non-necessity.
So it acted as a minor inconvenience when a caller was trying to make
a conversation out loud and the voice-over-voice competed - but one
irate guy did call 911 to complain, as he couldn't call his broker to
“Sell Now”
as SONY stocks continued to crash and
making a comment to the police dispatcher that he thought “Lennon”
was dead! But
all in all, when
people couldn't communicate, well they were then allowed time to
converse with
each other after
the initial “Twitter Rage” was abducted by some semblance of, “oh
well I can do without” - like we used to do, and with that many did
then have the opportunity for
neighborly eye-contact which
ignited a dialogue and
allowed a reason
to get a kick
out of my
other gift from
Santa, this
sweatshirt:
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