This fat fucking clown in a red suit is a cunt even though he doesn’t exist. The concept of distracting our children from the true meaning of this holiday so they can direct their gratitude toward an imaginary man is a cunt.
I refuse for an instant to feed this lie to my child. I refuse to let her sit on a strange man’s lap. I refuse to make her think that she should thank some nonexistent fat bastard for her gifts when it is Mom and Dad who work hard to provide them.
The thing that brings my piss to a simmer the most, however, is that this obese clown is declared to have attributes that could only be ascribed to God:
(‘cos that’s not make believe either – NA)
– Omniscience-He knows when you’re sleeping, good, bad, etc
– Omnipotence- Can fit his fat ass down a chimney or through a key hole, eat millions of cookies in a night, fly, etc
– Perfect Justice- The good are rewarded and the bad are rebuked.
– Eternal Life- The Fucker never dies.
You get the point.
He is an evil counterfeit for the One whom Christmas is meant to celebrate.
And any cunt who dresses like Satan Claus is a cunt too for promoting this lie.
I alledge that more of these seasonal clowns are peedough-files than we will ever know.
Fuck Santa Cunt and this whole blight on what should be a solemn and meaningful celebration and the parents that go along.
Merry Christmas!
Nominated by: Meat Curtains
