So angloids just fight each other over the gifts they received the previous day, making the holidays a perverted contest of strength?? 
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I don’t care for such nonsense. I’m going back to sleep
To the anglomorphic mind all human interactions are battles to the death. “Nature red in tooth and claw” is their default state of existence, the poor beasts. That’s why we’ve tried, and failed, to confine them to their squalid island.
We don’t fight over the gifts, you silly goose. We just fight.
Tbf I’m pretty sure there’s a festival in Thailand that’s essentially this





