- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
I used to have a fake tree, made in the coldest, darkest regions of the most drab, unhappy factory in the poorest, most war-torn Ghetto in Detriot. We got rid of it because the dark cloud of...well, not evil, per se, but more like general misery and unhappiness, had spread across the neighborhood and dead cats were showing up in people's rose bushes.
I think we're getting a normal pine tree this year!