To Celebrate the Bebe. No it can't be, free beer. I'm sure we'll sneak in someone from Vladstock. We should secure the perimeter and import the finest pinata in DC. Of course we will have metal detectors you cowboy psychos. No shooting this pinata, it's loaded. Technology of course and job applications. Yes Bebe, your mother is the perfection. Belle est la reve du infinite. She keeps the world from too many macho Star Warriors. Crucified so we know. The true spirit of immaculate concepts. Peace and love at least for a day or two. Then you too can figure out how it's all done geniuses. Mary and Jane will have some Supernova and bandellero Xmas lights. Feliz Navidada. Hal where is my UFO? Wisconsin with the militia or in back behind the circus museum. I hope the party isn't as bad as that one at Taliesin. It's hard to find good help these days and brussel sprouts.
Thanks for the party supplies EIEIO. Airdropped by a nice drone for once. Will Paris show? I hope my angry dad Huge Demons goes to bed early so we can party. Buster Kitten is already breaking a leg on my guitar case stage. I finally framed my record collection and the punk rock Mona Lisa. How the heck are the mother and I going to save for Call Edge? Student loans from the maquilladores are one idea. We could also donate blood. Hey it's Christmas let's sell Santa Claus to vicious children. The North Star shines on us this holiday season..
Don't worry, I'll buy the presents next year.
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