All your holidays belong to the state.  The state used a flimsy subtext to end everything you love.  Do you like drinking?  Late at night? In a pub? How about gambling? Movie night?  Live sports? Dinning out?  The fruit-based tech company store?

All gone.  What the Hell are we supposed to do now?

Okay here’s a few links to occupy your time as you schlep around at working from home.

The President is fine.  HE’S FINE GODDAMNIT.

Finding a job after spending most of your life fighting for communist guerrillas is tough, yo.

Good thing they have such awesome health care.  We may die laughing at this one.

Bring back the helicopters.

How do you pull this one off?

*tosses red meat*

Here.  Have some tunes.