It’s late on Day 1 (for me) of the 2008 Xmas Video Hostilidays. Life is difficult in the trenches – the enemy is a wily one, and a nutria came for my last bite of fruitcake ration but I bravely fought it off with a plastic scabbard saved from Halloween – yet we keep our chins up and soldier on. This eve’s arsenal contains Vern Fonk, who reminds me of a Ferengi or that yellow guy from Sin City.
EDIT: Vern simply primed you for the real firepower. Presenting the live, sad-drunk-drag-queen version of Greg’s penultimate salvo. Victory is within reach. I can smell it.