I love reading stories about how during world war II, all war would stop on Christmas between each camp on the field, and they would hear each other singing from across the way. There was also a respect amongst the men and some would even share drinks on that night.
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OK, so you’re interrupting a goodwill Christmas thread to remind us that the Jews are bad. Well that’s totally different. /s
“Welcome to Christmas dinner everyone, you’ll notice that your uncle Bill has put his dick in the mashed potatoes to protest snow blindness in cats.”
I'm not even trying to dispute your position, that’s a separate argument, and one I might partially agree with you on.
My criticism stands.