Hello, happy holidays! That's what we call the Triple H combo in my zip code. Go aHead, ask tHem, you sHall see. I come bearing gifts. Specifically, I'm open-carrying an album so hot it will melt the not-ice in this bogus age of climates and change. It's a Christmas album to end the year with a secular, or depending on how many ties you own, non-secular bang. It's called The Last Xmax: No More Hearts To Give. One of my favorite holidays is Xmax, so I'm elated that there is finally an album dedicated to the holiday. I've listened to it a few times over now, and it's a real missile to the toe. I've hit the joke quota, so here comes a serious review.