It doesn’t look so shiny to me. Hey, what kinda party is this? There’s no booze and only one hooker. We’re also Santa Claus! Goodbye, cruel world. Goodbye, cruel lamp. Goodbye, cruel velvet drapes, lined with what would appear to be some sort of cruel muslin and the cute little pom-pom curtain pull cords. Cruel though they may be… Look, last night was a mistake. And I’m his friend Jesus. Why would I want to know that?