Phyllis & her cursed fucking whorelidays!


the holidays are is coming, and so is phyllis, you motherfucking nog-sucking heathens. the end of the year, and perhaps reality itself, depends on your incantation, "rabbit rabbit," on the first. this little bunny is about to turn your holiday cheer into holiday fear… and your life into a goddamn nightmare. forget "rabbit rabbit," and prepare for your tree to spontaneously combust, your gifts to turn into cursed shit dildos, and your carolers to be replaced by zombies of your in-laws!

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