frosty doesn't stand a chance, but let the snowy bastard try his luck

Yes, it's SEASON'S GREETINGS time from the state where even the fake snowmen melt:

So, here are some lovely pictures.

Can't tell what those are? Well, here's a close up:

They are little Santas with blue mitts that light up at night.

Hmmm... Asahi says he has decided that they must be old because not everyone has them. This of course means Walgreen's doesn't have them on FUCKING SALE. Why does Asahi know this? BECAUSE IF THEY DID HAVE THEM ON SALE EVERYONE AND HIS AUNT'S LEFT TITTIE WOULD HAVE THEM. LIKE THE SNOWMEN AND THE GRINCH'S AND THE FUCKING POOH-BEARS THAT ADORN EVERY FUCKING GODDAMN LAWN.

Eh-hem. Asahi would like to take a second to say 'Sorry'. He just hates Walgreen's and all these people that think they are the only one to buy these things then they take them home to realize that, nope, EVERYONE OF THEIR NEIGHBORS HAS ONE!!!

It's like 'ugly' in multiple.

Also, Asahi says note the lack of snow.

Here's a lovely shot:

Now, believe it or not folks, there's no actual wind in this shot. The palm tree just look like they are swaying in the wind thanks to all the hurricanes that raped us this season. But it makes for a nice postcard, no?

HOHOHO.

Yes, that's my Christmas. 94 degrees on a cool day, old farts that are even nastier now that the season of giving and sharing and love has come around, and palm trees.

I hate the palm trees. I want to move.

But of course it will be cold in late January and early February when nobody wants their titties to freeze. Of course, cold to the Floridians is 65 degrees. That is when everyone starts bitching and whining, "oh my god, it's freezing, I moved to Florida to get away from this weather."

Well, move to Mexico. I heard there are vacancies, folks there are leaving for the US, you know. And if you find any children in those quarter-fetch-it machines, I'll put them up. Special bond, you understand.