Natal Sarcáustico

Aproveitando a onda natalina que sempre acomete a todos nós, capitalistas e cristãos (!) (e sugando a idéia do companheiro Felipe que acabou de postar vídeos do caralho!), quero desejar a todos os amigos - e não-amigos também, por que não? - um conto de natal às avessas, escrito por um de nossos gurus estéticos, Tim Burton.

Existe alguma outra maneira do Teatro Sarcáustico desejar um Feliz Natal a

todos?!?!

"(...) Back in Halloween a group of Jack's peers

Stared in amazement at his Christmas souvenires.

For this wondrous vision none were prepared.

Most were excited, though a few were quite scared!

For the next few days, while it lightninged and thundered,

Jack sat alone and obsessively wondered.

'Why is it they get to spread laughter and cheer

While we stalk the graveyards, spreading panic and fear?

Well, I could be Santa, and I could spread cheer!

Why does he get to do it year after year?'

Outraged by injustice, Jack thought and he thought.

Then he got an idea. 'Yes. . .yes. . .why not!'"

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