... and replaced by December 25th.
In this house, anyway.
I swear to God, I am already completely, totally and utterly buggering sick of Christmas and everything it stands for (and it's only two o'clock in the afternoon). I've tried the usually recommended idea of "drinking heavily to blott out the utter horror of this day." But that only produced one, somewhat inevitable, result.... And, I swear to God, if I hear 'Merry Christmas (War is Over)' coming out of my radio just once more today, I shall take my gun and do onto lots of innocent people what Mark Chapman did unto the song's co-author. A man can only take so much, after all.
Roll on six o'clock tonight...
In this house, anyway.
I swear to God, I am already completely, totally and utterly buggering sick of Christmas and everything it stands for (and it's only two o'clock in the afternoon). I've tried the usually recommended idea of "drinking heavily to blott out the utter horror of this day." But that only produced one, somewhat inevitable, result.... And, I swear to God, if I hear 'Merry Christmas (War is Over)' coming out of my radio just once more today, I shall take my gun and do onto lots of innocent people what Mark Chapman did unto the song's co-author. A man can only take so much, after all.
Roll on six o'clock tonight...