There ain’t nothin’ like seein’ the kiddies openin’ their presents, and smellin’ the honey mustard ham roastin’ in the oven, and stealin’ a kiss or two from the ladies while standin’ under the mistletoe, but doncha forget for one damn minute that we wouldn’t be celebratin’ squat if’n it weren’t for our soldjurs keepin’ us safe and free.
Happy damn Christmas!
Against all enemies, foreign and domestic.
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