What I Really, Really Want

There's still one more shopping day before the SJG turns, are you kidding me, 59. There's still time, people. I urge you to go out and spend, slap a bow on it and drop it off via helicopter, flying saucer or drone. What's that? You want an address? Just look for the neon sign that says SJG Palatial Estate. Okay, so here's what I want, what I really, really want. A lot less of this:

Dumb-ass-ness

Mean-ness

Hateful-ness

Prejudice-ness

Intolerance-ness

Thank you in advance. I've always liked you the best.