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I'm imagining a zombie elf emerging from a present, wrapped in black wrapping paper with silver lamé ribbon. The shape of the box is coffin like. His eyes are completely white and he immediately goes for the egg nog that is perched on a table that Uncle Hector is using as his primary means of supporting his massive girth. Mom is in the kitchen popping quaaludes. Cousin Ann is wearing something inappropriate for her tender 13 years and flirting with a 2nd cousin. Everyone is smoking Virginia Slims.

 

this song is disturbing, in a good way.

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