That was the most eloquent soliloquy in defense of family, reputation, and innocence that I have ever seen!

The Wad, after his famed midnight sleigh ride, saved his best bum bumping for ten pieces of chit demoncraps charged with bringing about his fall. He whipped out that massive wad and went to work. When he finished they were left a whimpering heap of bloody butted fools.

As he left the room, I heard him roar..."Now! Dasher, now! Dancer, now! Prancer and Vixen,"On! Comet, on! Cupid, on! Dunder and Blixem...

...it's phucking Miller time!