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[Someone, is wearing a Christmas Sweater, a winter jacket, and the biggest grin on his face.]
Merry Christmas y'all! I respect all secular choices, religions and I'm sure that in space if y'go out far and fast enough you're gonna turn Jesus and Mary and all the other things inta flim-flam and whosis but it's Christmas. I ain't about that, and I ain't goin' into that. Christmas ain' been about the religious aspect for me since I was able t'get out of Pastor Bryan's Christmas plays where I somehow was always cast as either the donkey Or wiseman number three but the name kinda stuck. Y'can debate it with me til the cows come home but I ain't changin' my mind on this. Santa doesn' come on a Holiday, he comes on Christmas.
Since I don' haveta spend the holidays bein' terrified outta my goddamn mind or sittin' in a donkey suit that smells like farts I'm anxious to throw my hat inta the ring for celebrations and I don' know any better way t'do that then Christmas Dinner or at least a celebratory dinner but I ain't talkin' about your momma's turkey and I ain't talkin' about your daddy's golden farms ham. [He shakes his head] Oh no. No no.
See my ma, god rest her soul, cooked. She was a damn fine diner cook and she insisted upon passin' her skills down to her only son and while I chose the law for profession there're some things you jus' don't forget and one of these things is how to craft an excellent meal. I happen t'have a number of fantastic things in mind that I would like t'share and prepare in the holiday spirit. Now I fully understand that as an inmate on his fine vessel, supervision is required and I will submit t'that with good grace and humor in the name of sharin' the bounty of the season with my fellow man.
[Serious face] And woman! and woman.
What other traditions we got goin' on? Who's throwin' the holiday party and startin' up a secret Santa?
[OOC: possible, POSSIBLE mention of Barbeque and Fire in comments as well as cooking. Proceed with caution]
Merry Christmas y'all! I respect all secular choices, religions and I'm sure that in space if y'go out far and fast enough you're gonna turn Jesus and Mary and all the other things inta flim-flam and whosis but it's Christmas. I ain't about that, and I ain't goin' into that. Christmas ain' been about the religious aspect for me since I was able t'get out of Pastor Bryan's Christmas plays where I somehow was always cast as either the donkey Or wiseman number three but the name kinda stuck. Y'can debate it with me til the cows come home but I ain't changin' my mind on this. Santa doesn' come on a Holiday, he comes on Christmas.
Since I don' haveta spend the holidays bein' terrified outta my goddamn mind or sittin' in a donkey suit that smells like farts I'm anxious to throw my hat inta the ring for celebrations and I don' know any better way t'do that then Christmas Dinner or at least a celebratory dinner but I ain't talkin' about your momma's turkey and I ain't talkin' about your daddy's golden farms ham. [He shakes his head] Oh no. No no.
See my ma, god rest her soul, cooked. She was a damn fine diner cook and she insisted upon passin' her skills down to her only son and while I chose the law for profession there're some things you jus' don't forget and one of these things is how to craft an excellent meal. I happen t'have a number of fantastic things in mind that I would like t'share and prepare in the holiday spirit. Now I fully understand that as an inmate on his fine vessel, supervision is required and I will submit t'that with good grace and humor in the name of sharin' the bounty of the season with my fellow man.
[Serious face] And woman! and woman.
What other traditions we got goin' on? Who's throwin' the holiday party and startin' up a secret Santa?
[OOC: possible, POSSIBLE mention of Barbeque and Fire in comments as well as cooking. Proceed with caution]
