The Bastards are back and clad in delightful holiday garb. They read poetry, exchange gifts, go through listener mail and act like a true family by arguing extensively. You'll be at the edge of your seat as they slowly unwrap presents and eventually trail off. Grab some eggnog, ignore it and fill the glass with whiskey. It's time for a gaping assful of Christmas cheer. Merry Classtard!
The Bastards gather around the old Yule log to swap holiday tales, drink and swear at each other, festively. Merry Fucking Christmas.