It was all about getting close to trees today and we found one at Lowes, a modest little beast but well formed for all that. Next up, get it trimmed by a friendly face tattooed shave head Latinx and chuck it in the bed of the rig. Thank God it's a long bed.
Once home, set that tree up in its stand and behold the regimental posture of the thing. Straight. Put lights on it and an angel, recall your dad sweating over lights on Christmas Eve and think how much easier life has become. Yes, we can get Christmas lights from any dollar store, no need to sweat it.
Then put some ornaments on the tree, there's lots and this little fella won't take them all, still, not bad for all that. Mission accomplished, behold your work and scorn the NWO. Globalist excrescence aside, do you remember when we didn't decorate our trees till right before Christmas? I do, and there's a beauty in that. Mind you, must've been stressful for the Paterfamilias.
In other news, a gang of multimillionaire socialists got frozen to Munich's tarmac in their private jets on the way to a climate enrichment scam. Oops, the world's getting hotter which is why it's colder, so give us all your money or we won't be able to chip all this ice away from our jets.
On topic, have you noticed how our green leaders bay for moar war? Sure you have, because, you know, it's so good for the environment. Just ask Raytheon or Lloyd "Totally Not A Diversity Hire" Austin. Whatever, the tree is up and that's grand.
Cheers,
LSP
