It's the most wonderful time of the year….
It is????
I mean, it is SUPPOSED to be the most wonderful time of the year, but in reality, that area of the calendar immediately following the Northern Hemishpere's Winter Solstice can be a tense, high pressure time. It can be hell.
However, rest assured Christmas is a lot worse in hell. If you don't believe me, then just take a moment to look at the some of the stressful situations currently faced by our former life neighbors who have since relocated to hell.
Whose Christmas Party to go to this Saturday...Idi Amin's or Josef Stalin's?
Should your gift for Satan be politically motivated (try to score a cooler homesite) or based purely on the spirit of the holidays?
Will you get caught if you try to re-gift that lava lamp you got from Pol Pot?
If you give Mohammad Atta a Prayer Rug, will he get the joke?
Should you let people know that it creeps you out that Gacey is still dressing up as Santa at the party?
What do you do with that fruitcake you received from Jeff Dahmer?
How do get out of going caroling with John Gotti and Vlad the Impaler?
Where in the hell do you get a Christmas Tree around here….literally?
What do you do if Mary Ann Cotton offers you a Christmas cookie?
Should you say a big "Screw You!!!!" to your neighborhood's Home Owners Association and their stupid "White Lights Only Rule" and just put up the multi-color strands anyway. I mean...what are they gonna do? Throw you out of hell?????
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Skiver,
I am guessing that you either:
A. Got a hold of some spoiled fruitcake (if that is possible)
Or
B. Have not been a good boy and forgot to take your medication
The last two entries have wandered far, even for you. Maybe the stress of relocating and the whole new job thing is getting to you.
Have a Merry Christmas - if you still can. If not I hear Guiness has great restorative properties. Has the Keg-o-rator made the trip and been hooked up yet? If not, we may have located the source of your malaise.
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