Obligatory Christmas Wishfest

[Some Sick Fuck]

Merry Christmas, you filthy animals! This place is weird, but just like some african country in middle of buttfuck nowhere, it manages to stabilize itself enough to seem appealing to weirdos, and that's why I've registered one day, and I keep coming back. It's the little things in life, they count.

// And I really must like Christmas, because I didn't even check if I've already posted a thread few years ago. Doesn't matter!

[Kugelfisch]

Well, at least you spelled Christmas correct this time.

My wish is for all the people I can't stand to have a miserable and fearful Christmas. I hope they are more lonely than ever and are scared of the coof.
Conversely, I wish that all the business-owners fucked over by the state manage to have a wonderful Christmas.

At least the former is guaranteed anyway.

[MegaNigger]

Merry Christmas faggots. You guys are my outlet after my long weeks of shilling on 4chan. Higher ups had us over worked this year, but I made sure to keep DHI off the radar for at least another year. Work aside, hope you fuckers have an amazing Christmas and that every miserable cunt in your life seethes as you enjoy yourself masks off!

[mad bum]

Merry Christmas, even to you oversea's fags. Don't wear your cuck muzzle and go see family in person.

[pibbs]

Merry Christmas, spergs!
Raising my rum and coke for DHI, one of the few places where we can call out fags and niggers even if they aren't gay or black.

[Kugelfisch]

It's a lot more fun if they aren't anyway.

[MegaNigger]

It's a lot more fun if they aren't anyway.

Some of this biggest faggots and niggers aren't even gay or black. That is how bad both problems have become.

[Bobito]

Merry Christmas homos! Enjoy it drinking and with your people around, you don’t know when the communist faggots will replace it with satanic rituals.

[Guest]

Christmas in less than three hours!

(American central time being the superior gentleman's time)

[veris leta facies]

Merry Christmas! Got myself a new guitar, watched Total Recall, ate some great food and in the late night hours emptied a bottle of Captain Morgan with my father while discussing about our common hatred for futile lockdowns, our socialist spicegirls government and rapefugee niggers. My spouse and mother-in-law didn’t even get any quarrels with each other. It was a pretty good Christmas for me.