So it's 2009 right, and the corporate takeover of the holiday formerly known as Christmas is pretty much complete. You wake up greatly anticipating nothing other than Black Christmas, and think nothing could possibly detour your mind from the great things to come, but what is this!?!?!? A gift, from who, who would've be so thoughtful, maybe it was that prayer you prayed to Baby Jesus. Enough! This gift is two fold, one side nostalgic, the other side super bad ass awesome. Ladies and Gentlemen and more notably, anyone born before 1987. I present my personal top pick for the Ultimate Christmas Gift. That is by way of the uber customizing mind of artist Fugazi. Oh how I wish the wish of this. . .
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