Where do you think you're going?

[Black Diamond Vol]

Nobody's leaving. Nobody's walking out on this fun, old-fashioned family Christmas. Nooooooo, no. We're all in this together. This is a full-blown, four-alarm holiday emergency here. We're gonna press on, and we're gonna have the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny fizzleing Kaye. And when Santa squeezes his fat white ass down that chimney tonight, he's gonna find the jolliest bunch of #badword#s this side of the nuthouse. 

[VinnieVOL]

FRA-GEE-LAY. It must be Italian!

[Tnphil]

O' fuuuuuge.

Merry Christmas.....crapper was full.

Don't you go eyeing it now Clarke because we are taking it with us when we leave here next month.

Don't go putting any of that on my sled Clarke....You remember that steel plate I had in my head...Well I had to have it removed because every time Catherine revved up the microwave I'd pi$$ in my pants and forget who I was for 30 minutes or so.

[volsboy]

Hallelujah! Wheres the tylenol?