Season’s Skeetings


Well, lushes and reprobates, seeing as this is “the season of goodwill”, I offer you the following best wishes, straight from my Infernal heart:

May you not run short of wrapping paper for abundant gifts.


May Santa empty his sack down down your chimney…


…and fill your stocking handsomely…

santa's sack

(…but not with “a lump of coal”).


May your tree be adorned with the most magnificent of baubles…


…and your seasonal bird prove fleshy and succulent…

sherie santa's bitch

…and, most important of all, may you indulge in the Bacchanal beverage without painting the porcelain in a red-nosed retch fest.

happy ho-lidays

In short, you Infernally inclined inebriates, have a spanking good time!

spanking santa

Io, *thwapp*-us!

(Thanks to F3lon K3ll3r for the “stocking-filler” pic.)


About MRDA

The beast shouting "I" at the heart of the world. Alien misanthropologist in a homo sapiens skinsuit. Pass the wine and get out of my sunshine!
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