By the time you read this the zeppelins carrying the first wave of my invincible gorilla army will fill the skies above your cities. It is a tragedy that so many innocents must die, but one look at this image and every decent and reasonable man will see how necessary is his sacrifice. Those unfortunate enough to survive the rain of thermite bombs will face endless waves of hooting primates driven bloodmad by torments only my scabrous hate could contemplate. They cannot be bargained with. Mercy is wholly foreign to their savage minds. They are unclouded by conscience, remorse, or delusions of morality. And they fling their poo. I can't lie to you about your chances, but... you have my sympathies.
Around me, it's one thing to put up the lights while there is some warmth to the air (November gets real cold, real fast around here); it's another to start turning them on before December (except for a test run). Of course, I refuse to put lights up on the house altogether. Maybe I'm lazy or maybe I'm just doing my bit to conserve electricity (you decide).
Though speaking of the other Ash, I did see a graphic novel whose title was "Freddy vs. Jason vs. Ash." I didn't have time to look at it to see how ridiculous it was. Though I will assume that it could only be made better by your primate toting zeppelins.
Update: As of November 7, the display is gone. It's been an annual abomination but these are Utilities Paid apartments and I suspect management told them, the economy being what it is, to drop dead. I've sent the Zep-o-rilla recall codes so aside from those few who always ignore the phone then act like, "Oh, you called? I must have been in the shower," the world is spared. You're welcome.
I am very happy to report that in my new neighborhood there is not a single sign of Christmas cheer so far. And so the inevitable destruction of all life on earth is postponed for another year. However, at my work the decorations are out in full strength bringing joy to all, except me and everybody else.
With the Chimpanzees, of course. They are meat-eaters, if offered a choice, and Human makes for such supple leather for the bomber jackets. Zeppelins get cold high up in the sky during the month of November. You wouldn't want the apes to catch chill, right?