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He has a pony.

And the forge.

THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS! So what does this spirit give you? The realization that everyone is happy, but you're not? And that someone definitely has it better than you? Or that you would like to celebrate it differently, not the way you do?

Not this crap again! Well, at least something will be consistent during the New Year - Ara's complaining.

No, I don't like crowds, if that's what you mean) So, whatever, but I don't want to spend the holidays in a crowd.

No, he meant exactly that you "don't like crowds."

And also those who don't put ponies in their profile picture.

I don't put ponies in my profile picture. But I love holidays, and I love New Year's. I actually love ponies, I mean real ponies, those small horses. Although last summer, my friend and I were feeding a pony a bun in the park, and it ate it all up, then turned around and tried to kick us. Well, life is tough for it, and you don't want to, but you end up kicking someone. I generally love all animals, except maybe lizards and crocodiles, although I probably love lizards too. I think I love animals more than people. I mean, what is an animal? A speechless creature. God's creation, in a sense.

what do you have?

FIRST, ACHIEVE SOMETHING

Naturally, for a homeless person living in a cardboard box, one day is not much different from another, except that it's colder in winter, but even then, something might come along in anticipation of the new year or fantastically implausible social programs.
However, there are people who lead the life of an ordinary person, no different from others, and who, for example, can enjoy the holiday. Why do some people enjoy the holiday, while others don't? Because some people are great, and others are depressing losers, morally dead old men. Depressing losers everywhere and always will only find sadness and "why is all this necessary." Even if the annual way of celebrating the holiday is exactly the same for one person and another, one will feel good, and the other will feel bad. Because the problem is in the head. Cockroaches, dissatisfaction, unsettledness, apathy, atrophy, autism, an inflated sense of self-importance. Someone particularly smart might say: "You're all idiots, I'm fifteen years old, I've lived enough, and I'm tired of doing the same thing every year, and I'm going to take over the world soon, and now I'm going to listen to Nirvana and shake my gorgeous hair," while others, similar to him, enjoy the holiday. Does this mean that he is an elite, understands more than others, and sees the true essence of things, like a sage? No, it means that he is a boring jerk who has nowhere to pour out his poison. It is not surprising that the poisonous iron is constantly overflowing because being determines consciousness, and then it determines being itself.

I fold!

What a fool I was to get into an argument with... never mind who. It was a waste of time, and I rubbed ALL MY FINGERS RAW.

Good morning, forum! Time to wake up! And I, for one, am ready to go to bed.

Too early, but *stretches*.

pyush pyush

Bear's advice.

But that's not the case.

I liked the last line the most.

How was it back in 2007? Are you still using the Padoonkovsky version?

NERDS FOREVER!!!