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…And what an awesome set of holidays they were. How awesome? I’ll show you!

First of all, we got a Pac-Man arcade game in our TV room!

The ping pong table has since been neglected.

Then, I found a stray band on 8th and Red River…

…they stayed one night, but Motl, Aaron, and some chick said I couldn’t keep them.

Kerbey really wore out the “naughty girls” trick, but she got the crazy eyes when I looked uninterested.

I went back home to Anahuac for Christmas and of course my parents had gone all out on the Christmas decorations for our boat homes. They say I’m lucky because whereas most kids only have one home I have stinky, half-retarderd fishermen for parents.

For New Year’s Eve we rented a beach house, threw a party, and the best dancers didn’t hesitate to “serve” each other, as they say.

Needless to say, everyone was thoroughly impressed.

Wade even did “the Dig”.

Demian was incredulous.

Josh attempted to disrupt Matt’s wooing of a young philly by sitting next to her and smiling oddly…

Josh put on an astounding display of his best moves, but Matt stood his ground and Josh was ultimately “served”. (click for video)

Later, we found where the Iraqi insurgency was hiding some ammunition.

We blew up some shit.

Demian approved.

Our attourney toasted and assured us that we would not serve time as long as he was around.

So Travis and I toasted to the comforts of white privilege and a thoroughgoing grasp of irony.

In the midst of the fun, giant jellyfish monsters streaked the sky in attack formation. We screamed for pity on our lives.

But then we realized they weren’t real jellyfish, it was only all that acid we took earlier.

A dejected Josh used his cunning mind to follow the girls upstairs and finally discover where babies come from. And the answer he finally found?…

…Wade. Babies come from Wade.

Then everyone laughed at such a stupid fucking answer, and Colby squatted down so everyone could see.

Despite all the poking-fun, Josh made it clear that this party and all its attendants were Number One in his book.

We tried our best to stay up past midnight, but we soon realized it was time for bed.

The next morning we tried to leave the beach house in decent shape, but it still smelled like a rhino cage.

All in all it was a wonderful–I mean AWESOME experience. I hope you all too had a Jesus Christy Christmas and a Christy Jesus Christ and God and the Bible.