Right you lot,I'm sick of all this moaning about
Christmas,this constant barrage of ill-will and
bad humour,hand- wringing and sour- pusses.
Its arrived now so deal with it and for once in
your miserable existances let yourselves go and
carpe diem .
I fuckin' love Christmas,I'm like a dog with two
willies,wondering which one to lick ,at this time
of the year.Sure,money is scarce, but thats only
because of bad decisions at betting and I happen to
be in a trough at the moment.There is plenty of
food and drink and the mot has the oul' present
situation under control (thank fuck for kris
kringle ) and the poxy cards are on their way.
What more could a man want,even Bill Gates can
only eat one turkey at a time,drink one glass of
Paddy or have one shite at a time.
Chestnuts roasting by an open fire,
Jack Frost lapping at your balls,
tiny tots with their heads all onfire,
and folks dressed up like eskimos.
Most contrary and miserable cunts are
reasonably good-humoured for now and even
my family are all talking to me,as we speak.
There is the added bonus that another year with
no mention of the scandal,so cheer up you
scabby shower of cunts.