It's the most criminal time of the year. With the wardens all yelling And prisoners smelling of beer. It's the most criminal time of the year.
It's the smeg-smeggiest season of all With those domestic beatings and poetry readings where everyone's stoned off the wall. It's the smeg-smeggiest season of all.
There'll be heroin flowing And lots of folks going way too fast to keep from a crash. There'll be thieving and looting And lots of hoot-hooting From drunken folks out on a bash.
It's the most criminal time of the year. They get drunk and disorderly Especially those formerly Employed when now they are not. It's the most criminal time of the year.
People forced in together In inclement weather Until someone quickly goes "pop!" There'll be blood and policemen And every good reason To spend Holiday in the dock!
It's the most criminal time of the year. There'll be hatred and rancour Resentment and anger And bookings up past the new year!
It's the most criminal time... It's the most criminal time... It's the most criminal time... of the year!
Is there anyone out there who's sick with coughing to where you can't sleep? If so, would you mind PMing me to help me out with a little experiment? I need to mine for some data, and I'm not currently ill and cannot test on myself.
Holly would have gotten everywhere she couldn't already go. Daphne would have learned to get into the fridge. Esther would have carried more during her chamberlain runs. Cinder would have taken over the world. Not sure Fawn would have done much; she was pretty timid. Max wouldn't have cared as long as he had belly rubs and noms. Jax would have gotten into everything. Izzy would have just been Izzy.
She's karma's whipping-girl; the moment she seems to get a little bit ahead, something blindsides her to set her back so far, she can't see where she was.