|Arse, shit, bugger|
Christmas comes but once a year. Sadly it lasts 6 months
I hate bloody Christmas. Goodwill to all men? They can bugger orf. Most folk are irksome and don’t magically become less so because of some pagan Yuletide festival. Let me be to contemplate the injustice of an insensate uncaring universe in the comfort of my book bestrewn study. In quiet moments of despair, I can sit in a darkened corner, coiled in the foetal position, gently rocking.
There is a special place in hell reserved for those who erect the Christmas tree and bedeck their hovels with decorations in November. My place of work placed a large tree in the foyer two weeks ago. Last year it got nicked. I'm hoping for a repeat performance.
Yo, blood ho............
Did I ever tell you I'm a miserable old curmudgeon bastard?