By Dr. Gonzo (on assignment from the Ghost of Christmas Whatever)
"Gonzo," he whispered. "It’s the only way to celebrate the birth of a revolutionary socialist in a borrowed stable." gonzo christmas orgy
Then he passed out face-first into a plate of ham. The entertainment hit its peak when a brass
The entertainment hit its peak when a brass band walked in unannounced—tuba, two trumpets, a sousaphone—and launched into a version of "Jingle Bells" that sounded like New Orleans had a stroke at the North Pole. People danced on furniture. A woman in a Grinch onesie set fire to a Yule log that was actually a rolled-up yoga mat. The fire alarm didn’t go off because someone had stuffed it with tinsel and a prayer. The fire alarm didn’t go off because someone
He looked at me. He looked at the chaos. He looked at the hamster cage now full of pickled eggs.