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dirty innards

Athough I'm grateful for my dear family, beloved friends and the wisdoms of mister JC - despite the maniacal bliss I endure from drinking and eating copious amounts of wine, dairy and hog - I'm overjoyed that Christmas is over! Off to cleanse my dirty innards with a scouring pad. 

ham castle

Today, in celebration of pre-JC virgin birth, I'm going to build a castle out of ham and call it "finom királyság sonka ragyog és a melleim". Afterwards I'll roll around in wet leaves to fully disguise myself as a boar most people in the future may refer to as "mežacūku sieviete, kas zaudēja lielu pie trase". Once that has been taken care of, I may take a stroll while sipping on a Yak milk concoction known to Serbians as "Јак млеко за купање у крви". Later I'll dine on להזיל ריר and watch the stars fizzle while a man wearing a corne de soie dances awkwardly around a fire table.