And a very Merry Christmas to you and yours as well, sir. I can’t very well say, “See you next year”, yet. But I probably will a week from now?
Merry Christmas to you, Herself, Daughter, Laughing Boy, Puppy Child, Sir Farts-alot and the one with the unpronounceable name.
Merry Christmas GD, thanks for sharing your year with us, and I look forward to the next.
Happy Easter or whichever annual annoyance we’re on atm.
*is suffering from a cyclonic colonic event after eating too much Tesco “Iced Rich Fruit Cake”….damn those dried grapes covered in Sulphur dioxide!
At least no one has spoken-in my hearing-about “putting the true meaning” back into Xmas.
The true meaning of Christmas was about ordinary people eating too much and getting paralytic drunk because the solstice was past – it all got hijacked by sanctimonious religious people and only now has it recovered a sense of the purposeless hedonism that formerly marked it
And a very Merry Christmas to you and yours as well, sir. I can’t very well say, “See you next year”, yet. But I probably will a week from now?
Merry Christmas to you, Herself, Daughter, Laughing Boy, Puppy Child, Sir Farts-alot and the one with the unpronounceable name.
Merry Christmas GD, thanks for sharing your year with us, and I look forward to the next.
Happy Easter or whichever annual annoyance we’re on atm.
*is suffering from a cyclonic colonic event after eating too much Tesco “Iced Rich Fruit Cake”….damn those dried grapes covered in Sulphur dioxide!
At least no one has spoken-in my hearing-about “putting the true meaning” back into Xmas.
The true meaning of Christmas was about ordinary people eating too much and getting paralytic drunk because the solstice was past – it all got hijacked by sanctimonious religious people and only now has it recovered a sense of the purposeless hedonism that formerly marked it