Lance is listening to Death Cab for Cutie - Scientist Studies and feeling pissed off and bitter.

Okay, because apparantly Christmas isn't a happy time for us because of whatever horse shit reason or excuse, my Christmas wishlist will be On Demand. Post here if you want a copy of it sent to you. Otherwise, I don't want to see any groping, whining, bitching or moaning in my comment box.

Also, Chris gets a punch in the fucking face for Christmas. Happy New Years, too, jerk.