I grew up in one of those neighborhoods where everybody goes completely insane this time of year.  The kind of neighborhood that starts putting up Christmas decorations in September and leaves them up until February.  You know, the neighborhood that requires sunglasses even if you’re driving through at night.  I’m fairly certain that astronauts can see my street from space.  To put it simply, it looks like a giant Hallmark store ate all the floats from the Disneyland Main Street Electrical Parade and then puked on the entire block.

As an unwilling participant (also pronounced “slave labor”) in the creation of some pretty unholy and obnoxious displays, I have to admit that there is a sense of pride that comes with blinding the neighbors and running up a $5,000 electric bill over the holidays, but never in my many years did we ever come close to the video you see here.

So, here’s to you, Mr. Slayer Christmas Light-O-Rama Guy.  Not only have you created the greatest light display in holiday history, but you’ve managed to seamlessly associate Christmas with Slayer.  I guess it was just a matter of time… and you clearly had a lot to spare.



December 1, 2010 at 2:57 pm | Lifestyle | No comment