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“The times, they are a changin…” Christmas!

Remember way back when, when you were a kid, and “Santa’s Appearance” loomed large in your tiny little sugar fueled cranium? Well, do ya, punk?

I remember wanting a bike, a new telescope, and something that didn’t resemble my mother’s cooking… anything. That woman couldn’t cook her way out of a paper bag!

But folks, times are changing faster than you can say “Obama’s yo mama!”

Kids just aren’t the same anymore. They used to want GI Joe’s, and Hot Wheels, and (gasp!) puppies. Now, they want guns, bombs, and weapons of mass destruction.

And this means that even the Christmas Carols must change…

“All I want for Christmas is my blued front peep (sight)…”

And to think I can remember when Santa didn’t even approve of Red Rider BB Guns because, “You’ll shoot your eye out.”

But fear not! Help is on the way! (Courtesy of the St. Louis Dispatch!)


Happy Hunting, you little bastards! Oy Vay!

Gotta go now, Rudolph needs basting…