12 Days of Christmas. Already coming off a shitty genre of music you have a song which requires you sing it multiple fucking times over, and then there’s all the shitty novelty covers which far from enhancing the experience make the whole thing more cringy and exhausting. Top it off, it’s one of those ones everyone expects you to sing along with or you’re a fucken grinch, fucken bullshit song.

The fuck is he gonna do? Deus Vult his ass over tit?

Descent? Hard to desend even further when even hell looked down on you!

Literal medieval doctor levels of medical understanding.

Well… he didn’t shit himself this time, so, progress, I guess.

There are two types of people in the world; those who can extrapolate from incomplete data sets

You get a boner and die.