Zig Forumsmas thread

Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas. I love you all. Stay comfy out there.

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May the Gods grace you, faggots.

Perhaps we ought go wassailing about the boards sometime…

The American Heritage Dictionary, fifth edition, gives Old Norse ves heill as the source of Middle English waeshaeil.

The word wassail comes from the Anglo-Saxon greeting Wæs þu hæl, meaning "be thou hale"—i.e., “be in good health”.
The correct response to the greeting is Drinc hæl meaning "drink and be healthy".

Later, in the twelfth century, Danish-speaking inhabitants of England turned "was hail", and the reply "drink hail", into a drinking formula, a toast, adopted widely by the indigenous population of England.

In recent times, the toast has come to be synonymous with Christmas.

Traditionally, the wassail is celebrated on Twelfth Night (variously on either January 5 or 6). Some people still wassail on "Old Twelvey Night", January 17, as it would have been before the introduction of the Gregorian Calendar in 1752.

In the middle ages, the wassail was a reciprocal exchange between the feudal lords and their peasants as a form of recipient-initiated charitable giving, to be distinguished from begging. This point is made in the song "Here We Come A-Wassailing", when the wassailers inform the lord of the house that

we are not daily beggars that beg from door to door
But we are friendly neighbours whom you have seen before.

The lord of the manor would give food and drink to the peasants in exchange for their blessing and goodwill, i.e.

Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail too;
And God bless you and send you
a Happy New Year

This would be given in the form of the song being sung.

Wassailing is the background practice against which an English carol such as "We Wish You a Merry Christmas" can be made sense of.
The carol lies in the English tradition where wealthy people of the community gave Christmas treats to the carolers on Christmas Eve such as 'figgy puddings'.

Although wassailing is often described in innocuous and sometimes nostalgic terms—still practiced in some parts of Scotland and Northern England on New Years Day as "first-footing"—the practice in England has not always been considered so innocent.
Similar traditions have also been traced to Greece and the country of Georgia.

Wassailing was associated with rowdy bands of young men who would enter the homes of wealthy neighbours and demand free food and drink (in a manner similar to the modern children's Halloween practice of trick-or-treating).
If the householder refused, he was usually cursed, and occasionally his house was vandalized.

The example of the exchange is seen in their demand for "figgy pudding" and "good cheer", i.e., the wassail beverage, without which the wassailers in the song will not leave; "We won't go until we get some, so bring some out here".

Krampus would be a better choice. Actually, Krampus could be memed as a slaver of niglets for laughs.

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Merry Christmas to all!
(There are real disagreements here, but I think we must trust that we will find a way…)

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In the British Christmas carol "Wassail, Wassail, All Over the Town", the singers tell that their "bowl is made of the white maple tree, with a wassailing bowl we'll drink to thee".

White maple is a completely flavorless wood, commonly used even today to make some kitchen utensils, and likely was what many simple peasant wassail bowls were made from.
Variants may be sung where the Wassail bowl is made of other woods, e.g. "Sycamore tree", "grand old Oak tree", "the good ashen tree", and so on.

There are surviving examples of "puzzle wassail bowls", with many spouts.
As you attempt to drink from one of the spouts, you are drenched from another spout.
The drink was either punch, mulled wine or spicy ale.

Need some moar comfy webms

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If but we had the technology or funds to come all together and shitpost at each other in person, and go about to rough up the elites for free food and ale.

Ah, but the world is not fair, and thank the Gods, for in its inequity, we have been and are made strong.

Never forget that. Never forget that through our struggle, through our pain, we are made more than we were before enduring it. Thus is Winter's blessing, and that is what it means to be European.

Thanks for that info user. I love hearing about the history of traditions so we never forget what the jews are attempting to destroy. Despite the advancement of technology, I feel we've regressed too far as a people.

Happy christmas anons.

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Lived in Florida my whole life till recently. Never even seen snow till this year. It's pretty cozy.

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A pleasure my lad. Go forth into the New Year with a smile on your face.
So long as we live, we've not gone too far to save, it is not too late.
We have come a long way son, and we've yet a long way to go. The Stars are still calling.

MERRY CHRISTMAS Zig Forums
And fuck BANKS and Indians Too
🎄 🎅 🎄 🎅 🎄 🎅 🎄 🎅 🎄 🎅. 🎅🏿nigger Santa Emoji Kek

🎅🏿Sheeiittt Ho ho ho

Threadly Reminder: jews Killed Christ

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I haven't seen snow, touched snow, or even smelled snow in my entire life. I have never felt what its like to be in a comfy cabin in the middle of a blizzard, I don't know the feeling of hot coco warming you up after a long day of snow shoveling. I have never made a snowman or thrown a snowball in the face of my friends while making a journey to the top of a snowhill to use my sled to slide down it. I have never worn a jacket thicker than an adidas tracksuit, I own only two pairs of pants out of 50 different leg selections, and all of my shirts are shortsleeve. I do not know what this feels like and all I know is the hellish rays of the sun constantly attacking me attempting to advance my skin cancer. Christmas to me is more like Easter and Easter is more like a random house party in summer.

tfw I redpilled my semi-Zionist mother on the origins of The Star of Remphan this morning. Making slow but steady progress with her. Also, Heil'd.

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Straya Christmas cunts

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Frohes Fest!

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Merry Christmas Zig Forums

youtube.com/watch?v=kjRXIiZ8bs0&list=PLB2C6783E36E4F19A

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I wonder why non-whites celebrate Christmas? Any ideas?

Gibs

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>Exsultate by Brian Edward Galante
This is best listened to with headphones. This piece is consistently top tier from this conductor. Enjoy!

Kek what movie is that lad?

Merry Christmas anons.

Why would you think you could get away with that here?

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WOOOOOOOOOOOODE
"Do you have the wonder saga? Heard from Listen Mountain? From the great hunt a wild army drives. When snow covers the forest, if in the winter time, the country dweller celebrates and looks forward to folk stories."

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Merry Christmas Zig Forums

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gee idk, I guess for the same reason that non-Arab muslims (e.g., indonesians) celebrate Ramadan?

Merry Christmas, Zig Forums. Gas the Kikes.

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Godspeed to Mom, user. Godspeed! There is hope for those that do not meld Bibliography with man-made narratives intended to deceive for benefits in this material world fraught with fake happiness, materialism, consumerism, fake tits, fake hips, fake lips and plastic lives

Islam … Judaism … they're both Black Cube worshiping cults. At least Orthodox Christianity rejected all core tenets of Judaism once upon a time, before they were codified as a "religion".

Merry Christmas, faggots.

Because they also follow Jewish consumerism.

My mother told us all that she wasn't doing gifts this year and we instead are doing community volunteer work to help others who are less fortunate. I told her that I couldn't be any more proud of her than I am.
I just recently moved back home to save money on paying (((rent))) and was extremely surprised to see how receptive she was to me more or less explaining how Hitler did nothing wrong.
Felt good you guys, hope everyone enjoys their time with their family and if they don't have close family that they are on the right path to growing one of their own.

Yeah but my original question was about non-whites doing what I just greentexted, not exactly "buying stuff and sucked into jewish consumerism"

I won't lie I just wanted an excuse to share my story, btw good call for realizing I meant to reply to you.

A very merry Yuletide to all anons!
May the wild hunt bypass your sight, and be only heard.
May the rebirth of the world bring you joy and prosperity!
May our enemies be cursed, and the world return to sanity.

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MERRY CHRISTMAS Zig Forums
And hail wotan too, and praise the sun. Glory to every tradition white man has made.

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Delete that junk and never download it again.

Just enjoy the shitposting and KKKarols

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fuck meant for
fuck thats some strong moonshine

Stop being such a faggot. Life is sexual. You are here because a man and a woman fucked each other.
Women exist to please men, not the other way around. Their whole bodies have evolved through millenia into whatever pleased us most, for a reason.

Merry Christmas and Happy Yuletide to you and your kinfolk Zig Forums. I love you all. Mere words cannot express how very proud I am of each and every one of you. You humble me.

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Filtered.

What?
KEKSMAS!

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God jul

Can't help but notice the Amanita muscaria headpiece design.

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IO, SATVRNALIA

You know Moshie and Abel and David and Shlomo
Herschel and Chayim and Ezra and Daniel
But do you recall?
The most kosher shill of all?

Ari the Hebrew reindeer
Had a very massive nose
And if you ever saw him
You would even say he glows

All of the other juden
Used to laugh and call him names
They never let poor Ari
Join in any shilling games

Then one foggy Christmas Eve,
Adolf came to say,
Ari with your jewish blight,
Won't you huff my gas tonight

Then all the kikes were chambered
As Zig Forums shouted out with glee,
Ari the hook-nosed reindeer,
You'll go down in history!

Oooh. What song is this?

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ROFLMAO

Have a Very Merry

Chloe Agnew - Walking In The Air

This is the best version of the song IMO, she nails it with her voice.

Merry Christmas degenerates

have a cromwell free christmas, lads. you've earned it

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this is original version written for this animated film

"Walking in the Air" is a song written by Howard Blake for the 1982 animated film of Raymond Briggs' 1978 children's book The Snowman. The song forms the centrepiece of The Snowman, which has become a seasonal favourite on British and Finnish television.[1] The story relates the fleeting adventures of a young boy and a snowman who has come to life. In the second part of the story, the boy and the snowman fly to the North Pole. "Walking in the Air" is the theme for the journey. They attend a party of snowmen, at which the boy seems to be the only human until they meet Father Christmas with his reindeer, and the boy is given a scarf with a snowman pattern. In the film, the song was performed by St Paul's Cathedral choirboy Peter Auty,[2] and reissued in 1985 (on Stiff Records) and 1987.[3]

Merry Christmas Zig Forums

Thanks fren

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Merry Christmas ya filthy animals.

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Merry Christmas pol.

It's no wonder kikes want to wage war on whites, look at the purity that whites can achieve compared to their shit culture of greed.

had a good kek at your version

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Well, tomorrow starts the gauntlet of family events for me. It's already 2:30am, so I should shuffle off to bed. Hope you all get what you wanted in your stockings. Goodnight, and Merry Christmas.

I can't express how thankful I am to everyone of you. Have a Merry Christmas.

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HASHIRE SORI YO

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The jew in the Thorns

There was once a rich man, who had a servant who served him diligently and honestly: He was every morning the first out of bed, and the last to go to rest at night; and, whenever there was a difficult job to be done, which nobody cared to undertake, he was always the first to set himself to it. Moreover, he never complained, but was contented with everything, and always merry.
When a year was ended, his master gave him no wages, for he said to himself, "That is the cleverest way; for I shall save something, and he will not go away, but stay quietly in my service. The servant said nothing, but did his work the second year as he had done it the first; and when at the end of this, likewise, he received no wages, he made himself happy, and still stayed on.
When the third year also was past, the master considered, put his hand in his pocket, but pulled nothing out. Then at last the servant said, "Master, for three years I have served you honestly, be so good as to give me what I ought to have, for I wish to leave, and look about me a little more in the world."
"Yes, my good fellow," answered the old miser; "you have served me industriously, and, therefore, you shall be cheerfully rewarded;" And he put his hand into his pocket, but counted out only three farthings, saying, "There, you have a farthing for each year; that is large and liberal pay, such as you would have received from few masters."
The honest servant, who understood little about money, put his fortune into his pocket, and thought, "Ah! now that I have my purse full, why need I trouble and plague myself any longer with hard work!" So on he went, up hill and down dale; and sang and jumped to his heart's content. Now it came to pass that as he was going by a thicket a little man stepped out, and called to him, "Whither away, merry brother? I see you do not carry many cares." - "Why should I be sad?" answered the servant; "I have enough; three years' wages are jingling in my pocket." - "How much is your treasure?" the dwarf asked him. "How much? Three farthings sterling, all told." - "Look here," said the dwarf, "I am a poor needy man, give me your three farthings; I can work no longer, but you are young, and can easily earn your bread."
And as the servant had a good heart, and felt pity for the old man, he gave him the three farthings, saying, "Take them in the name of Heaven, I shall not be any the worse for it."
Then the little man said, "As I see you have a good heart I grant you three wishes, one for each farthing, they shall all be fulfilled."
"Aha?" said the servant, "you are one of those who can work wonders! Well, then, if it is to be so, I wish, first, for a gun, which shall hit everything that I aim at; secondly, for a fiddle, which when I play on it, shall compel all who hear it to dance; thirdly, that if I ask a favor of any one he shall not be able to refuse it."
"All that shall you have," said the dwarf; and put his hand into the bush, and only think, there lay a fiddle and gun, all ready, just as if they had been ordered. These he gave to the servant, and then said to him, "Whatever you may ask at any time, no man in the world shall be able to deny you."
"Heart alive! What can one desire more?" said the servant to himself, and went merrily onward. Soon afterwards he met a Jew with a long goat's-beard, who was standing listening to the song of a bird which was sitting up at the top of a tree. "Good heavens," he was exclaiming, "that such a small creature should have such a fearfully loud voice! If it were but mine! If only someone would sprinkle some salt upon its tail!"

"If that is all," said the servant, "the bird shall soon be down here;" And taking aim he pulled the trigger, and down fell the bird into the thorn-bushes. "Go, you rogue," he said to the Jew, "and fetch the bird out for yourself!"
"Oh!" said the Jew, "leave out the rogue, my master, and I will do it at once. I will get the bird out for myself, as you really have hit it." Then he lay down on the ground, and began to crawl into the thicket.
When he was fast among the thorns, the good servant's humor so tempted him that he took up his fiddle and began to play. In a moment the Jew's legs began to move, and to jump into the air, and the more the servant fiddled the better went the dance. But the thorns tore his shabby coat from him, combed his beard, and pricked and plucked him all over the body. "Oh dear," cried the Jew, "what do I want with your fiddling? Leave the fiddle alone, master; I do not want to dance."
But the servant did not listen to him, and thought, "You have fleeced people often enough, now the thorn-bushes shall do the same to you;" and he began to play over again, so that the Jew had to jump higher than ever, and scraps of his coat were left hanging on the thorns. "Oh, woe's me! cried the Jew; I will give the gentleman whatsoever he asks if only he leaves off fiddling a purse full of gold." - "If you are so liberal," said the servant, "I will stop my music; but this I must say to your credit, that you dance to it so well that it is quite an art;" and having taken the purse he went his way.
The Jew stood still and watched the servant quietly until he was far off and out of sight, and then he screamed out with all his might, "You miserable musician, you beer-house fiddler! wait till I catch you alone, I will hunt you till the soles of your shoes fall off! You ragamuffin! just put five farthings in your mouth, and then you may be worth three halfpence!" and went on abusing him as fast as he could speak. As soon as he had refreshed himself a little in this way, and got his breath again, he ran into the town to the justice.
"My lord judge," he said, "I have come to make a complaint; see how a rascal has robbed and ill-treated me on the public highway! a stone on the ground might pity me; my clothes all torn, my body pricked and scratched, my little all gone with my purse, good ducats, each piece better than the last; for God's sake let the man be thrown into prison!"
"Was it a soldier," said the judge, "who cut you thus with his sabre?" - "Nothing of the sort!" said the Jew; "it was no sword that he had, but a gun hanging at his back, and a fiddle at his neck; the wretch may easily be known."
So the judge sent his people out after the man, and they found the good servant, who had been going quite slowly along, and they found, too, the purse with the money upon him. As soon as he was taken before the judge he said, "I did not touch the Jew, nor take his money; he gave it to me of his own free will, that I might leave off fiddling because he could not bear my music." - "Heaven defend us!" cried the Jew, "his lies are as thick as flies upon the wall."
But the judge also did not believe his tale, and said, "This is a bad defence, no Jew would do that." And because he had committed robbery on the public highway, he sentenced the good servant to be hanged. As he was being led away the Jew again screamed after him, "You vagabond! you dog of a fiddler! now you are going to receive your well-earned reward!" The servant walked quietly with the hangman up the ladder, but upon the last step he turned round and said to the judge, "Grant me just one request before I die."
"Yes, if you do not ask your life," said the judge. "I do not ask for life," answered the servant, "but as a last favor let me play once more upon my fiddle." The Jew raised a great cry of "Murder! murder! for goodness' sake do not allow it! Do not allow it!" But the judge said, "Why should I not let him have this short pleasure? it has been granted to him, and he shall have it." However, he could not have refused on account of the gift which had been bestowed on the servant.

Then the Jew cried, "Oh! woe's me! tie me, tie me fast!" while the good servant took his fiddle from his neck, and made ready. As he gave the first scrape, they all began to quiver and shake, the judge, his clerk, and the hangman and his men, and the cord fell out of the hand of the one who was going to tie the Jew fast. At the second scrape all raised their legs, and the hangman let go his hold of the good servant, and made himself ready to dance. At the third scrape they all leaped up and began to dance; the judge and the Jew being the best at jumping. Soon all who had gathered in the market-place out of curiosity were dancing with them; old and young, fat and lean, one with another. The dogs, likewise, which had run there got up on their hind legs and capered about; and the longer he played, the higher sprang the dancers, so that they knocked against each other's heads, and began to shriek terribly.
At length the judge cried, quite of breath, "I will give you your life if you will only stop fiddling." The good servant thereupon had compassion, took his fiddle and hung it round his neck again, and stepped down the ladder. Then he went up to the Jew, who was lying upon the ground panting for breath, and said, "You rascal, now confess, whence you got the money, or I will take my fiddle and begin to play again." - "I stole it, I stole it! cried he; "but you have honestly earned it." So the judge had the Jew taken to the gallows and hanged as a thief.

Merry Christmas, Zig Forums

Celebrate your actual celebration, pol. It's not 'Christmas', it's 'yuletide'. We celebrate the longest night of winter, or Winter Solstice, which is 21-22 December. This 24th-25th Christmas bullshit isn't white tradition.

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no because he looks like a nigger himself
which kind of explains why he is stealing little white children >:^(

THIS
(((christ)))mas is just a bastardization of our good and wholesome white tradition, tells the jews to suck a circumcised dick

Ah, there's the D&C. Careful not to take the bait, everyone. Just let it crackle in impotent rage. Roast a marshmallow or some chestnuts over it.

...

lol fuck you jew,go pervert some other faggots holidays and keep your grubby rodent claws off of our shit

Wrong, Yule months were between December and January with the major celebrations being held the next full moon after the solstice

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the hood,
them niggers were stirring and up to no good.
Each K Mart was looted with little care,
to the thought that the Moon Man would soon be there.

The niggets were running with their stolen sleds
while visions of Beyonce danced in their heads;
My hoe in her nighty, and I takin a crap,
was high on weed and ready for a nap.

When out in the park arose such a bustle,
I sprang from the can and grabbed my gat by the muzzle
Over the hood of my Impala I sprang like a flash
Pulled up my jinkos and yelled "SOME NIGGA AFTER MY STASH."

Streetlights on the breast of the dirty snow,
would soon give light to the carnage below.
When what to my beady nigger eyes should appear,
but the corpse of a nigger with an expression of fear.

A corpse trail led to him according to a plan,
I knew right away the face of Moon Man.
More rapid than eagles his accomplices they came,
He whistled and shouted and called them by name.

"Now Hyde, now Fields, now Mateen, and Brevik!"
"On Dorner, on Garrison, on Stickman and Hitler!"
To the corner drug store alley to the shadowy corners of the mall,
KILL 'EM ALL, KILL 'EM ALL, KILL 'EM ALL NOW!"

As a wild hurricane makes dry leaves fly,
when met with an obstacle, they'd blow them sky high.
Up to the housetop, my neighbors giblets they flew,
and this moment I ran like a jiggaboo.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the nearby roofs
The the clomping and stomping of two giant boots.
As I drew in gat, and was turning around,
Down on top of me Moon Man came with a bound.

He was dressed in leather from his neck to his foot,
his pale face was tarnished with blood and soot.
A bundle of ammo he had flung over his back,
he looked like a merchant just opening his pack.

His shades – How they twinkled!! His dimples how merry!
His muzzleflashes like roses, his bullets like cherries!
His maniacal grin was drawn up like a bow,
the points on his head were whiter than the snow!

The case of a bullet he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke from it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a gibbous face and arms that were hard,
It made me shake when he laughed,
like a tub full of nigger lard.

He slender and /fit/, and right jolly like an elf,
And I pissed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
he had kicked away my gun and I was filled with dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Gunning down all niggers; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his sights aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, a hole through my neck he blows;

He sprang from my stomach, to his team gave a whistle,
And through the streets they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, as I lost my sense of sight,
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL…

AND TO ALL GOOD-NIGHT!

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i'm fugging ded

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merry christmas.
Seasons greetings and blessings from the arse end of the world.

…and may all your christmases be white.

Merry Christmas, Zig Forums :D

Santa Claus' Main Post Office
Tähtikuja 1, 96930 Arctic Circle,
FINLAND

Dear Santa,

This year I've been extremely prolific in redpilling the masses about the (((globalist))) in no small part due to the knowledge I aquired on this fine mongolian underwater potato farming establishment.

I have earned +110 good boy points and want to repurpose my investment from tendies-

This year, pls bring a wall.

Anonymous
Jim's pig farm
9400 Viscount Suite 104
El Paso, TX 79925

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art!

express.co.uk/news/world/1062628/US-government-shutdown-Donald-Trump-border-wall-Congress-Democrats-Republicans

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Merry Christmas to you too :)

unfortunately, there is no snow in Europe atm
but unless my nigdar detects targets on my way home, my Christmas will be white too.

Remember, they all have to go back. Australia has a great policy on immigration. Things might become worse before they become better, but Europa is rising, and there is no stopping it.

mega.nz/#F!xBwlwIpa!f_KcCCrZQKQv1q0aPBZkFw
Enjoy faggots.
And of course Merry Christmas to all, expect kikes and niggers

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bless your heart user, moonman is a hero

It's a wild ride and a privilege posting with you gentlemen on our little uzbekistani goat racing board.

Happy Christmas to you all

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