Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Horror, terror and Christmas.

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.
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3 comments:

  1. bob hoffmanNovember 24, 2009 at 12:32 PM

    Geo:
    I'm starting to think you're irritable.

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  2. george tannenbaumNovember 24, 2009 at 3:48 PM

    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.

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  3. hdsNovember 25, 2009 at 3:17 AM

    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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