Merry Christmas right back at you. This year has been a complete shit show. The only way I managed to get through it was with my friends out there who do their best to unknowingly lift my spirits.
In that vein I am going to be lifting some spirits of my own as I tap into the strategic alcohol reserve that I started acquiring at the beginning of 2020. I have enough alcohol to where I could spend the rest of my life day drinking and never have a sober moment until I died. Because I had this notion that either I was going to need it for Barter, or use to power my post apocalyptic land vehicle like Mad Max.
Either way I hope all of you folks who are my friends are safe, sound, and on the same terror watch list(s) I am on. I hope that 2023 turns into either the year of great promise, or that obstacle clearing event that allows me to rise to the level of local warlord as I take over the city I live in and run it like a conservative utopia.
2022 is nearly over, and truthfully they can get a lot of stupid shit accomplished in the span of 7 days. It only took 7 minutes for Biden to start fucking over the country once he parked his senile ass into the leather chair of his second Oval Office across the street. Ten Bucks says he isn’t really the president and Obama is really living over there in the White House.
ANYWAY… I am about to open up a bottle and end this evening with no expectations that Santa is coming to my house. According to the NSA I’m on his naughty list for associating with this group of patriots whose membership I am proud to be among. So on that note Brother, cheers to you and all here on 4um.