"The moose says you're closed, I say you're open."
I can't vote anymore today, but you've got a +1 coming sir.
"Hey! If any of you are looking for any last-minute gift ideas for me, I
have one. I'd like Frank Shirley, my boss, right here tonight. I want
him brought from his happy holiday slumber over there on Melody Lane
with all the other rich people and I want him brought right here, with a
big ribbon on his head, and I want to look him straight in the eye and I
want to tell him what a cheap, lying, no-good, rotten, four-flushing,
low-life, snake-licking, dirt-eating, inbred, overstuffed, ignorant,
blood-sucking, dog-kissing, brainless, ****, hopeless, heartless,
fat-***, bug-eyed, stiff-legged, spotty-lipped, worm-headed sack of
monkey **** he is! Hallelujah! Holy ****! Where's the Tylenol?"