Chopping up trees and neatly stacking the remains of their dead bodies in a pile so impressively neat and tidy that professional lumberjacks with OCD would be jealous and then selecting, with Nazi like calculation, the ones to enter the flames first.
Turn the thermostat off, kiddies – Because unlike my heart, the Season is merry and bright. and it feels like demolishing natures wonders and burning them in the living room.
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