OK.
I get the message.
Jesus Christ put on a red suit trimmed with small white animal fur, was nailed to a cross, was freed by a red-nosed flying reindeer, came down a chimney and was met by singing chipmunks in a manger with his virgin mother, Mhyrr.
I get the point. I'll buy a ton of shit I don't really need for people I don't really like.
Just shut off the fucking music already, willya.
3 comments:
Geo:
I'm starting to think you're irritable.
Bob,
I get in early in the morning, before anyone else but the two nice people who run the little coffee bar.
I get in early because I like to work and get my work done. I like the quiet of the morning before I get pulled in 48 different directions.
Then I hear Alvin and the Chipmunks. And sleigh bells. And I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus.
It's enough to make one a trifle misanthropic.
Just be thankful you don't actually work in a supermarket, those poor bastards have been saying the same thing for the last three months.
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