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It's that time of year again.

Every year around this time, I feel obligated, honor bound, duty bound, sanity bound.

To issue kind of a public service announcement, a warning, one, soon, one year, it's going to be a threat.

I'm going to threaten to come out there and find people, track them down based on the photos on their personal ads, and kill them.

Just saying that I am being driven, because I make this announcement every year around this time, and it doesn't seem to be having an impact.

And I'm being driven closer and closer and closer to the edge.

I speak, of course, of the kind of Christmas theme, dirty online personal ad photo genre.

People bent over in front of their Christmas trees with their asses in the air so we can see their fairy lights and their fairy hole at the same time

or their pussy and their stockings.

Ladies and gentlemen, there's nothing sexy about Christmas.

Christmas is the opposite of sexy.

If you want to take a picture of your asshole and put it online and I believe that you have that right as an American. As a citizen of the world, you should have that right. Don't do it

in front of the tree. Don't do it in front of your Christmas tree. Christmas trees scream

children and family and grandma sitting on the sofa taking pictures, which then kind of implies,

you know, on some sort of subconscious level that that picture of you bent over in front

of your Christmas tree with your ass in the air might have been taking my grandma.

And that's not sexy.

I don't know who these people are.

And it goes the entire, every sexual spectrum. You see

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