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[bornsnarky]

Look, I understand that the holiday season's approaching in some people's timeframes and all that jazz, but anyone who tries to get me to put on a goddamn Santa hat and act all jolly is getting a prostate exam.

Regardless of gender or species.

((OOC: I have to sleep shortly, will pick up! <3)

Comments

[archicheck]

Not a big fan of Christmas?

[bornsnarky]

Christmas sucks ass.

[archicheck]

Well, that's one way of putting it.

Why do you think that?

[bornsnarky]

Forced togetherness of people who really don't want to be there. High expectations. Said expectations never met.

[fangedvengeance]

With that sort of attitude, I doubt they would try it in the first place.

[bornsnarky]

Suits me fine.

[bittervictor]

Hey, have some Christmas spirit. And spike the eggnog with it.

[bornsnarky]

Well, that's one option.

[bittervictor]

I'm not a fan of big holiday brouhahas, but there's something to be said for just... reminding yourself to be decent, this time of year.

God that sounds stupid. I hope you know what I mean?

[bornsnarky]

[grudgingly gentle, because while I'm still cranky I can recognise when someone's attempting to be nice/vulnerable]

Think so, but yeah, I'll pass, thanks.

[bornsnarky]

The music kills me. Any more carols with small computer-animated animals singing in artificially high voices.......

[shudders for a moment]

Crosby? Could be worse. Oh, where do you live?

[bornsnarky]

I'm not a fan of cutesied-up anthromorphised animals generally speaking. Any beings I've met who resemble Earth animals have their own goddamn rights to personhood and self-determination beyond being used to sell overpriced fast food!

.......uh, sorry.

[obviously felt more strongly about that than I thought I did]

Ah. Name's McCoy. Doctor McCoy, technically, but you can call me Leonard. Good to meet you, Donatello who doesn't mind Bing Crosby. I'm on the starship Enterprise, and I'm not allowed to say where 'cos my captain'd get cranky.