Ye don’t want to miss the boat, now, do ye? I know ye be nursin’ a turkey hangover, an’ ye might be wonderin’ where all the rum’s gone, but elitist bastards stop for no ill and no holiday. Get yer links in to me, or ye’ll be regrettin’ it. I’ll be watchin’ for ye until the clock strikes midnight.
NaNo sufferers – I know ye don’t be havin’ time for articles. We’ll take a snippet o’ prose instead. I be thinkin’ that’ll be elitist bastardly enough.