Happy Hanukkah, Kids! It’s been almost 365 days since we’ve met like this and I think we can all agree that the very fact we’re all here again is enough of a Christmas miracle to fill even Colossus’ freak-foot of a stocking.
But maybe we’re all being a little too harsh towards 2020, eh? Despite the pandemic and the authoritarianism and the civil unrest and the murder hornets and — good Lord! — the freaking Saved By The Bell reunion, it really wasn’t all bad. I mean, ‘Mudge learned how to be a veterinary assistant and wrote a motherfucking soap opera! Not too shabby for a guy who spends most of his time doing bong hits and watching iCarly marathons. (Did that meet your obligatory ass-kissing standards, ‘Mudge? Oh, and he also practically begged me to plug his new blog called TV Gumbo, but since I’m still waiting on more royalty checks from this plagiarizing, copyright-infringing douche canoe than I could possibly count, he can suck my mutant ass.)
Forgive my rudeness. I’m just making my annual appearance here at Notes From the Avalon to wish all of my wonderful friends the world over a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Joyous Festivus, Ecstatic Hufflefuff and a New Year that’s infinitely kinder than the shit show through which we’re currently suffering.
Bottoms up!
Notes From The Avalon 
Wow. Thank you so much for this!!! I celebrate Chanukah and it is just so nice for it to not only be recognized but also on the first day. Really appreciate the thoughtfulness and your creativity. Happy holidays to you whatever you may celebrate. Xox Robyn*
Sent from my SmartyPants phone!
>
LikeLiked by 3 people
Thank you, Robyn! I hope you have a wonderful Chanukah and tons of success and happiness in the new year. You deserve it!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Why is no one else freaking out that THE Robyn Ross commented on this post?!
Happy Belated Hannukah, Robyn!
LikeLiked by 2 people
You’re cracking me up, Paul.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Then I’m doing my job, Bojana!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Absolutely, sweets.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Likewise My Brother!
LikeLiked by 2 people
Minty Fresh!, eh, Pool?
Got rid of your gin company and now on to cheap cellphone service nagging. Nice.
Here’s a funny reference: A Rust code Postgres database pool manager: https://crates.io/crates/deadpool-postgres
If you got decapitated, which part would regenerate? Your body or your noggin?
Forgot all about that saponified opera ‘Mudge wrote, maybe he needs an agent…
2020 will go down on history, cuz it sucks the Founders balls.
LikeLiked by 2 people
He’s been shilling up a storm!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ha!! Man, I needed to read this post this morning, Paul. So terrifyingly hilarious! Don’t think you’re being rude at all – just keepin’ it real. I have to say, though, 2020 can fuck right off into the sun.
LikeLiked by 2 people
So glad you liked it, Tanya! Wait…no…I didn’t write this post. Deadpool is glad you liked it. Here’s hoping you kick all sorts of ass in 2021, my friend!
LikeLiked by 2 people
I wish the same for you, my friend!
LikeLiked by 1 person
It could always get worse. Ya ain’t seen nuttin’ yet. Hydra will grow a new head.
LikeLiked by 3 people
God, I’d forgotten about the murder hornets–was that really this year? Seems like a decade ago!
LikeLiked by 3 people
Ikr!!!
Covid 19 feels like it’s 30 years old by now…
LikeLiked by 2 people
All I want for Christmas is Dillon. 1993 Dillon, not Today Dillon. If you could make that happen, Deadpool, it would be awesome!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Aside from a brief stint on E.R., I don’t think Christopher Martin is very busy these days. Hit him up!
LikeLike
Looks like Ryan Doesn’t Also Know that he needs to star in a sock-puppet soap opera called Fifty:
https://newsroom.snap.com/ryan-doesnt-know
LikeLiked by 1 person
At this point, he might very well know. Whether he cares is another story.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wait a minute. I’m a few days late and the “last post, the sun has set, woe is me,” entry is missing? I was gonna give you shit and here I have to just tag it down here amongst the dust bunnies.
Sold your car, eh? You and Siddhartha. Well, spring is coming, maybe could live under a bridge? Keep a PayPal account open so we can send you dogfood money.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Everything at once. And my rent for my shitty little apartment is going up by $300. My options: 1) move back to NJ with my tail between my legs and live in Dad’s basement; 2) See #1.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Regrouping is often wise.
Seems your existence has drifted out to the outer valence level. And we know one cannot dwell long in this orbit.
Were I in your shoes I might gravitate to some ranch where I could use some new found animal husbandry skills, room & board paid for, and let my mind sit idle while I force my body to do manual labor. I worked a couple of Colorado guest ranches in my twenties, were Buddhist experiences.
Keep me apprised.
LikeLike