I don't say merry. Yeah that's right get yer red Starbucks cups and try and boycott ME. Don't you worry your religiously political head off though. I care not to taunt the white fair skinned but middle eastern deity. This has to do with Mary. Yeah that's right. Who's fat-man-in-red's cookies did she eat to get her name in front of decorated tree day huh? You might be wondering what this has to do with animals that can not only walk on two feets and talk, but apparently defy the physics of their bodies? Fir trees my dude. Fir Christmas trees. Don't see the correlation ya zoot suit wearing dingo? Look CLOSER. Fir tree. Fur tree. Furee. Furry. That's right. Remove the I for Illuminati and what does that spell? Mary. Mary. Merry. CLOSER. Ferry. Furry. Furre. CLOSER. Fur Tree. Fur Tree. Fir Tree. TOO CLOSE. That's right the connection's been made. You know who I am Mary. I'm the one who runs. Your holiday-fuzz walker conspiracy ends here.