Have I mentioned how much I despise Christmas music?

[chaotic_nipple]

Because I do. I really, really do. When I am Evil Dictator, there will be two days in which it is allowed, those being Christmas Eve and Christmas day itself. Any other day, merely humming M*&%^#$(*&ing "Frosty the Snowman" will be a one way ticket to the Grinchification camps. :-P

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[dracphelan.livejournal.com]

In the hopes of getting the designated marksman (or wood chipper operator) position, I give you this:

[Snow Miser]
I'm Mister White Christmas
I'm Mister Snow
I'm Mister Icicle
I'm Mister Ten Below
Friends call me Snow Miser
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
I'm too much!
[Chorus]
He's Mister White Christmas
He's Mister Snow
[Snow Miser]
That's right!
[Chorus]
He's Mister Icicle
He's Mister Ten Below
[Snow Miser]
Friends call me Snow Miser,
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
[Chorus]
He's too much!
[Snow Miser]
I never want to see a day
That's over forty degrees
I'd rather have it thirty,
Twenty, ten, five and let it freeeeEEEEEEeeze!
[Chorus]
He's Mister White Christmas
He's Mister Snow
[Snow Miser]
That's right!
[Chorus]
He's Mister Icicle
He's Mister Ten Below
[Snow Miser]
Friends call me Snow Miser,
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
... too much.
[All]
Too Much!

[nanimo.livejournal.com]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If he doesn't give you a position of honor, this earns you the possibility of being an important figure in my underground resistance (should you want it).