When John proclaims "Yippy Ki Yay mfer", we yell "and Merry Christmas!, bitch"
If you're unarmed, you are a victim
On what I am sure is an entirely unrelated note, I am on my fourth set of neighbors for some reason.
Math is tough. Let's go shopping!
Caracas by Christmas...sung to the tune of "Amarillo By Morning"
Per Ardua ad Astra