Looks very bad with sensual Christmas for you. Now think of Christmas, laugh! I just want to prepare you for what you bloom. After I fucked you broke, your accountant bleeds really, I live in Saus und Braus. A luxury Christmas that has washed itself while you are packed with a pack of Viennese and in a blanket, all alone, laughs. I've stripped you of your hard-worked coal. You will be destitute and you can actually be happy if you have a roof over your head. No gifts for you and your family ... you will not even know how to buy food. You are the loser of your family! Umd what I give you in return? A lot of mockery and my middle finger, payer!