I know you aren't supposed to speak ill of the dead.
I had glow in the dark bands made up and I've given away a ton of them.
Orphans, dead parents, lonely children at Christmas, morose spoken word recordings, everything you love about the holidays. Move the turkey over so you can fit your head in the oven.
I wish you a tolerable Thursday. That's all any of us can hope for.
I always like to get local music when I'm in another country.
Let's stop playing with ourselves and get on with the entertainment, shall we?