Fuck christmas!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nHKTj02cmHI"]YouTube - The Kinks Father Christmas

 

As always, The Kinks make everything better

 

Hello,

hahaha, terrific .

Regards
Gyro

 

Twelve Days of Christmas by Frank Kelly

Day One

Dear Nuala,
Thank you very much for your lovely present of a partridge in a pear-tree. We’re getting the hang of feeding the partridge now, although it was difficult at first to win its confidence. It bit the mother rather badly on the hand but they’re good friends now and we’re keeping the pear-tree indoors in a bucket. Thank you again.
Yours affectionately,
Gobnait O’Lúnasa

Day Two

Dear Nuala,
I cannot tell you how surprised we were to hear from you so soon again and to receive your lovely present of two turtle doves. You really are too kind. At first the partridge was very jealous and suspicious of the doves and they had a terrible row the night the doves arrived. We had to send for the vet but the birds are okay again and the stitches are due to some out in a week or two. The vet’s bill was £8 but the mother is over her annoyance now and the doves and the partridge are watching the telly from the pear-tree as I write.
Yours ever,
Gobnait

Day Three

Dear Nuala,
We must be foremost in your thoughts. I had only posted my letter when the three French hens arrived. There was another sort-out between the hens and the doves, who sided with the partridge, and the vet had to be sent for again. The mother was raging because the bill was £16 this time but she has almost cooled down. However, the fact that the birds’ droppings keep falling down on her hair whilen she’s watching the telly, doesn’t help matters. Thanking you for your kindness.
I remain,
Your Gobnait

Day Four

Dear Nuala,
You mustn’t have received my last letter when you were sending us the four calling birds. There was pandemonium in the pear-tree again last night and the vet’s bill was £32. The mother is on sedation as I write. I know you meant no harm and remain your close friend.
Gobnauit

Day Five

Nuala,
Your generosity knows no bounds. Five gold rings ! When the parcel arrived I was scared stiff that it might be more birds, because the smell in the living-room is atrocious. However, I don’t want to seem ungrateful for the beautiful rings.
Your affectionate friend,
Gobnait

Day Six

Nuala,
What are you trying to do to us ? It isn’t that we don’t appreciate your generosity but the six geese have not alone nearly murdered the calling birds but they laid their eggs on top of the vet’s head from the pear-tree and his bill was £68 in cash ! My mother is munching 60 grains of Valium a day and talking to herself in a most alarming way. You must keep your feelings for me in check.
Gobnait

Day Seven

Nuala,
W e are not amused by your little joke. Seven swans-a-swimming is a most romantic idea but not in the bath of a private house. We cannot use the bathroom now because they’ve gone completely savage and rush the door every time we try to enter. If things go on this way, the mother and I will smell as bad as the living-room carpet. Please lay off. It is not fair.
Gobnait

Day Eight

Nuala,
Who the hell do you think gave you the right to send eight, hefty maids-a-milking here, to eat us out of house and home ? Their cattle are all over the front lawn and have trampled the hell out of the mother’s rose-beds. The swans invaded the living-room in a sneak attack and the ensuing battle between them and the calling birds, turtle doves, French hens and partridge make the Battle of the Somme seem like Wanderly Wagon. The mother is on a bottle of whiskey a day, as well as the sixty grains of Valium. I’m very annoyed with you.
Gobnait

Day Nine

Listen you louser !
There’s enough pandemonium in this place night and day without nine drummers drumming, while the eight flaming maids-a-milking are beating my poor, old alcoholic mother out of her own kitchen and gobbling everything in sight. I’m warning you, you’re making an enemy of me.
Gobnait

Day Ten

Listen manure-face,
I hope you’ll be haunted by the strains of ten pipers piping which you sent to torment us last night. They were aided in their evil work by those maniac drummers and it wasn’t a pleasant sight to look out the window and see eight hefty maids-a-milking pogo-ing around with the ensuing punk-rock uproar. My mother has just finished her third bottle of whiskey, on top of a hundred and twenty four grains of Valium. You’ll get yours !
Gobnait O’Lúnasa

Day Eleven

You have scandalised my mother, you dirty Jezebel,
It was bad enough to have eight maids-a-milking dancing to punk music on the front lawn but they’ve now been joined by your friends ~ the eleven Lords-a-leaping and the antics of the whole lot of them would leave the most decadent days of the Roman Empire looking like “Outlook”. I’ll get you yet, you ould bag !

Day Twelve

Listen slurry head,
You have ruined our lives. The twelve maidens dancing turned up last night and beat the living daylights out of the eight maids-a-milking, ‘cos they found them carrying on with the eleven Lords-a-leaping. Meanwhile, the swans got out of the living-room, where they’d been hiding since the big battle, and savaged hell out of the Lords and all the Maids. There were eight ambulances here last night, and the local Civil Defence as well. The mother is in a home for the bewildered and I’m sitting here, up to my neck in birds’ droppings, empty whiskey and Valium bottles, birds’ blood and feathers, while the flaming cows eat the leaves off the pear-tree. I’m a broken man.
Gobnait O’Lúnasa

 

why i don't go christmas shopping when it's "busy"... so sad....

:rofl: :2thumbsup:

having said that, xmas is what you make it doesn't even have to be on that date... do what you will and have fun doing it

 

That is true. Christmas for me is typically a day when I take long walks...now, that I live in a hot climate.

When I was in New York, I simply barhopped.

 

I love Christmas, but it seems the older your get the less people around you 'claim to like it'.

Is it cool not to like Christmas now!!??? If you don't believe in buying presents then don't, but if you can't find an ounce of happiness to share with other people around this time a year I pity you, I really do.

And anyways, if you hate it, then continue if you aren't able to change. But don't try to ruin it for the rest of us. This is not directed at anyone on this site, just my thoughts and feelings towards a few people I know.

 

Yeah, it's really sad what Christmas has become in this day and age. I'll never understand why people make themselves crazy and feel pressured to buy, buy, buy and subject themselves to fighting the crowds and lines and post-holiday debt. I know a few people enjoy the rush, but having worked in retail for the past 7 years, 9 out of 10 shopper's faces just look miserable and tired and the attitudes they display obviously show they do NOT want to even be there. They usually take it out on store employees unfortunately. No one's MAKING them go out, why do people do this to themselves? People should be thankful they have time off to celebrate the holidays and enjoy their families and loved ones. I don't get to have that, being in retail means NO vacation and working overtime around the holidays so I never get to enjoy it to the extent that I'd like. I try my best, but spending 60-70 hours a week at work doesn't leave me a lot of time or energy for tree-trimming and mall hopping.

 

Muslims..
Al-Hijra / Muharram in 2010 will start on Tuesday, the 7th of December and will continue for 29 days until Tuesday, the 4th of January.

Note that in the Muslim calander, a holiday begins on the sunset of the previous day, so observing Muslims will celebrate Al-Hijra / Muharram on the sunset of Monday, the 6th of December.

Although Al-Hijra / Muharram is always on the same day of the Islamic calendar, the date on the Gregorian calendar varies from year to year, since the Gregorian calendar is a solar calendar and the Islamic calendar is a lunar calendar. This difference means Al-Hijra / Muharram moves in the Gregorian calendar approximately 11 days every year. The date of Al-Hijra / Muharram may also vary from country to country depending on whether the moon has been sighted or not.

The dates provided here are based on the dates adopted by the Fiqh Council of North America for the celebration of Al-Hijra / Muharram. Note that these dates are based on astronomical calculations to affirm each date, and not on the actual sighting of the moon with the naked eyes. This approach is accepted by many, but is still being hotly debated.


And this..
Buddhism
Bodhi Day in 2010 is on Wednesday, the 8th of December.
Bodhi Day is traditionally celebrated on the 8th day of the 12th lunar month.
Bodhi (Sanskrit: बोधि) is both a Pāli and Sanskrit word traditionally translated as "enlightenment", but frequently (and more accurately) translated as "awakening" or "to know". The word "buddha" means "enlightened one." Although its most common usage is in the context of Buddhism, bodhi is also a technical term, with various usages, in other Indian philosophies and traditions.


And..
Kwanzaa // a week long celebration held in the United States honoring universal African heritage and culture, observed from December 26 to January 1 each ...

 

That is terrible and I hate people like that...
Good for you sticking up for the clerk!

You need to put your foot down.
My sibs and I don't exchange gifts because it's just too much money and I don't like too much gifting going on. My kids are healthy about giving, not greedy and that's the way I like it.
My 8 year old will tell you his favourite part of Christmas is seeing the family and having a big family dinner.

I know it's hard though, it took a couple of years to get my sil to stop buying for us, and she still does for the kids, but spends too much. I hate it.
Some people think that's what it's all about and it's just sad.

 

I wish my friends/family didn't exchange gifts. What I like best are gift-exchange events where you just buy one gift and everyone enjoys a night together, with food and the like, and then at the end of the night, you have one gift (as does everyone else) with a 20$ limit and it's good. It's more about finding a reason to spend time with family and friends. I don't need anything in gifts and neither does anyone else.

But I do like Christmas. The dinners. The Friends. The family. The cheerful music. I'm not religious, but all the songs on hope and love: I don't understand why people don't like Christmas music. It's just happy

As for events like Black Friday, people getting trampled or bitch slapped: those are people who are FUCKED. I don't go to the stores on black Friday, and anyone who resorts to abuse needs a kick to the head...

Everyone being unhappy at the stores, I wish they would realize that very few people want to be there and if only they just told each other and listened, then everyone can just say "fuck the pointless gifts." I think kids should still get some gifts, but not the overwhelming amount that some do...

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=46WcFObgYhI"]YouTube - Christmas Story-Fa ra ra

 

I like Christmas...:window:<<< This is me.
Every year for my birthday (Dec 23) my mom and I used to make like 12 dozen cookies and deliver them to all the firefighters and police officers in baskets to show our appreciation for all they do. Of course, that was before I had dreads and dressed like a hippie. Now, they're just a little skeptical to accept brownies and cookies from a hippie. :ssmokeit:

 

yeah, yeah, yeah, i don't hate christmas either.
maybe i just did not express myself too clearly. what i hate, is just all the insanity around this time of year.
i have no doubt at all, that if jesus were alive today, and could see what goes down in his name to "celebrate" his birth; he would puke and shit his guts to no end! :sad: uke:

i mean, come on!
he did kick the asses of the money changers (capitalists) out of the temple; did he not?

 

i think one of the biggest things i hate about xmas is the fact that $13 billion is wasted on unwanted gifts each year. that could feed an entire continent!

 

Damned straight. I would really much rather not receive gifts at all. Gifts are none other than ruthless instruments of control.

Unless it was a yearly subscription to Flower Tucci's website...:love:

 

I'm pretty good at choosing gifts people like. Porn for everyone this year!

 

Now you're talkin'.