Time for another anti-Christmas post. How startlingly original.
"Hark! The Herald Angels sing..." FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's weird. When we were in Europe last year, where it was cold, yet oddly appropriate, I didn't mind Christmas so much. In fact, I think a part of me even looked forward to it.
Back here, I find it an appalling holiday of shitness, and every time I walk into a store, be it a supermarket, grog or speciality store, they're PLAYING FUCKING CHRISTMAS CAROLS.
I don't care if Christ was born in Bethlehem. Nor do I give a crap what your true love gave you on the gajillionth day of Christmas. I wish it were a hand grenade with the pin pulled, so it would have blown you the fuck up and I wouldn't have to hear that godawful song ever again.
So. Christmas can fuck off and die in a rancid alley with a slow-bleeding gunshot wound to the goolies.
That is all.
It's weird. When we were in Europe last year, where it was cold, yet oddly appropriate, I didn't mind Christmas so much. In fact, I think a part of me even looked forward to it.
Back here, I find it an appalling holiday of shitness, and every time I walk into a store, be it a supermarket, grog or speciality store, they're PLAYING FUCKING CHRISTMAS CAROLS.
I don't care if Christ was born in Bethlehem. Nor do I give a crap what your true love gave you on the gajillionth day of Christmas. I wish it were a hand grenade with the pin pulled, so it would have blown you the fuck up and I wouldn't have to hear that godawful song ever again.
So. Christmas can fuck off and die in a rancid alley with a slow-bleeding gunshot wound to the goolies.
That is all.