Metalocalypse, Season 3

Skwisgaar:
F*** Tokis. Christmas trees. This amn't brutal.

Nathan:
Well, you know what? It's growing on me. It's like having a rotting corpse in your house, but the corpse of a tree, you know? It's kind of baddass. It stands and then you humiliate it even further by hanging ornaments all over it, like "F*** you."

Pickles:
Y'know, when you say it like that it makes sense, but still... it-it still sucks, y'know?

Klokateer:
Shall I burn it, my lords?

Nathan:
No, leave it. Just throw some rotting meat on it and pour some pig's blood on it or whatever, you know. It'll be bearable, I guess.