planes were going to be developed into a weapon of war, soon more than just the rights would be

trying to sell their shit to the government. And that brings us to our main character of the story.

Dr. William Whitney Christmas. Oh, fuck off.

Fuck off. Sorry, getting scammed by Dr. Christmas is just like...

Yeah, the lesser-known Mega Man villain.

Getting scared. Once again again? He's throwing

presents at you. Oh, yeah. Is that?

Get equipped with plane that kills

you. No, the...

Nate, hold that thought.

Dr. Christmas is the most

Protestant version of Santa.

He doesn't give you gifts. He just flies on and tells you how mid of a person you've been.

Christmas was born in 1865 in North Carolina. That's sin number one.

And by all accounts, at this part of his life, it was normal.

He attended and eventually graduated

George Washington University Medical School by 1905, and this is the last for sure thing we

know about his life, because if there's one thing Dr. Christmas loved more than his name and money,

it is lying about his life and everything he ever did. So he's just a charlatan through and through that the old

timey guy that like his practice gets shut down in North Carolina and it just pops back up in

South Carolina and nobody knows why. Yeah, this is the era where you could just abscond with your

ill-gotten gains in like a Zeppelin in a huge bag of money and be like

...