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When you’re young you get excited over Christmas because a plump bearded man descends down your chimney, takes your peace offering of sherry and leaves you a gift before flying away on a gravity defying sleigh drawn by a red nosed, presumably due to alcohol abuse, reindeer. However you reach a point in life where your parents inform you that they have lied to you through infanthood and that Father Christmas is in fact a hoax, the sort of hoax you would be arrested for; and possibly probed, in America.
So if Christmas isn’t about a fat man being all happy and joyous and giving away 50 billion gifts in a time space as tight as Superman’s Speedos, what is it about? Well when you get older there is still the prospect of “hey, free stuff!” and so Christmas is a time of receiving and, to a certain extent, giving.
But again as you mature the chances are you will get a part time job and have some source of revenue and be able to buy stuff you want. So when it comes to the festive season it is harder to choose something to get bought for you and means the money I would have bought the things I want with is spent on presents for other people in exactly the same position as me.
I think that the only people who really gain anything from Christmas are children who, of course, enjoy the magical fairy-tale side of things before having their dreams crushed in one fell swoop by their deceitful parents, managers of shops who sell random festive crap such as novelty ties people will wear once a year or burn in a commercialised fit of anger, and finally the elderly who get those hampers from the local community centres. Lucky beggars.
What meaning does Christmas really have? I know it is allegedly the birth of Christ, who rose up, did a few miracles and saved us all, but that’s just another fairy tale that someone forgot to inform us wasn’t real. (That’s my view, sorry if you’re religious).
We eat turkey, why exactly? It’s just a silly tradition, just like a Christmas tree, a plasticy green monstrosity dressed garishly with sparkly crap and glittery do-da’s. What on earth is the point to it all? They’ll repeat the same old Christmas specials and play the same Cliff Richard crap on telly on a constant loop. We’ll all pretend we give a damn what the Queen has to say and watch her speech, before pulling crackers and getting cheap sugar-paper hats and poorly-moulded blobs on plastic.
We’ll make a mess, drink too much and end up kissing a neighbour, colleague or relative you didn’t realise you had. We’ll all lie to the children, knowing deep down inside they will someday mature to realise you polluted their impressionable minds with filthy lies.
What’s the point of Christmas?
So if Christmas isn’t about a fat man being all happy and joyous and giving away 50 billion gifts in a time space as tight as Superman’s Speedos, what is it about? Well when you get older there is still the prospect of “hey, free stuff!” and so Christmas is a time of receiving and, to a certain extent, giving.
But again as you mature the chances are you will get a part time job and have some source of revenue and be able to buy stuff you want. So when it comes to the festive season it is harder to choose something to get bought for you and means the money I would have bought the things I want with is spent on presents for other people in exactly the same position as me.
I think that the only people who really gain anything from Christmas are children who, of course, enjoy the magical fairy-tale side of things before having their dreams crushed in one fell swoop by their deceitful parents, managers of shops who sell random festive crap such as novelty ties people will wear once a year or burn in a commercialised fit of anger, and finally the elderly who get those hampers from the local community centres. Lucky beggars.
What meaning does Christmas really have? I know it is allegedly the birth of Christ, who rose up, did a few miracles and saved us all, but that’s just another fairy tale that someone forgot to inform us wasn’t real. (That’s my view, sorry if you’re religious).
We eat turkey, why exactly? It’s just a silly tradition, just like a Christmas tree, a plasticy green monstrosity dressed garishly with sparkly crap and glittery do-da’s. What on earth is the point to it all? They’ll repeat the same old Christmas specials and play the same Cliff Richard crap on telly on a constant loop. We’ll all pretend we give a damn what the Queen has to say and watch her speech, before pulling crackers and getting cheap sugar-paper hats and poorly-moulded blobs on plastic.
We’ll make a mess, drink too much and end up kissing a neighbour, colleague or relative you didn’t realise you had. We’ll all lie to the children, knowing deep down inside they will someday mature to realise you polluted their impressionable minds with filthy lies.
What’s the point of Christmas?
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When you’re young you get excited over Christmas because a plump bearded man descends down your chimney, takes your peace offering of sherry and leaves you a gift before flying away on a gravity defying sleigh drawn by a red nosed, presumably due to alcohol abuse, reindeer. However you reach a point in life where your parents inform you that they have lied to you through infanthood and that Father Christmas is in fact a hoax, the sort of hoax you would be arrested for; and possibly probed, in America.
So if Christmas isn’t about a fat man being all happy and joyous and giving away 50 billion gifts in a time space as tight as Superman’s Speedos, what is it about? Well when you get older there is still the prospect of “hey, free stuff!” and so Christmas is a time of receiving and, to a certain extent, giving.
But again as you mature the chances are you will get a part time job and have some source of revenue and be able to buy stuff you want. So when it comes to the festive season it is harder to choose something to get bought for you and means the money I would have bought the things I want with is spent on presents for other people in exactly the same position as me.
I think that the only people who really gain anything from Christmas are children who, of course, enjoy the magical fairy-tale side of things before having their dreams crushed in one fell swoop by their deceitful parents, managers of shops who sell random festive crap such as novelty ties people will wear once a year or burn in a commercialised fit of anger, and finally the elderly who get those hampers from the local community centres. Lucky beggars.
What meaning does Christmas really have? I know it is allegedly the birth of Christ, who rose up, did a few miracles and saved us all, but that’s just another fairy tale that someone forgot to inform us wasn’t real. (That’s my view, sorry if you’re religious).
We eat turkey, why exactly? It’s just a silly tradition, just like a Christmas tree, a plasticy green monstrosity dressed garishly with sparkly crap and glittery do-da’s. What on earth is the point to it all? They’ll repeat the same old Christmas specials and play the same Cliff Richard crap on telly on a constant loop. We’ll all pretend we give a damn what the Queen has to say and watch her speech, before pulling crackers and getting cheap sugar-paper hats and poorly-moulded blobs on plastic.
We’ll make a mess, drink too much and end up kissing a neighbour, colleague or relative you didn’t realise you had. We’ll all lie to the children, knowing deep down inside they will someday mature to realise you polluted their impressionable minds with filthy lies.
What’s the point of Christmas?
So if Christmas isn’t about a fat man being all happy and joyous and giving away 50 billion gifts in a time space as tight as Superman’s Speedos, what is it about? Well when you get older there is still the prospect of “hey, free stuff!” and so Christmas is a time of receiving and, to a certain extent, giving.
But again as you mature the chances are you will get a part time job and have some source of revenue and be able to buy stuff you want. So when it comes to the festive season it is harder to choose something to get bought for you and means the money I would have bought the things I want with is spent on presents for other people in exactly the same position as me.
I think that the only people who really gain anything from Christmas are children who, of course, enjoy the magical fairy-tale side of things before having their dreams crushed in one fell swoop by their deceitful parents, managers of shops who sell random festive crap such as novelty ties people will wear once a year or burn in a commercialised fit of anger, and finally the elderly who get those hampers from the local community centres. Lucky beggars.
What meaning does Christmas really have? I know it is allegedly the birth of Christ, who rose up, did a few miracles and saved us all, but that’s just another fairy tale that someone forgot to inform us wasn’t real. (That’s my view, sorry if you’re religious).
We eat turkey, why exactly? It’s just a silly tradition, just like a Christmas tree, a plasticy green monstrosity dressed garishly with sparkly crap and glittery do-da’s. What on earth is the point to it all? They’ll repeat the same old Christmas specials and play the same Cliff Richard crap on telly on a constant loop. We’ll all pretend we give a damn what the Queen has to say and watch her speech, before pulling crackers and getting cheap sugar-paper hats and poorly-moulded blobs on plastic.
We’ll make a mess, drink too much and end up kissing a neighbour, colleague or relative you didn’t realise you had. We’ll all lie to the children, knowing deep down inside they will someday mature to realise you polluted their impressionable minds with filthy lies.
What’s the point of Christmas?
Christmas has turned too comercial, its just a way for companies to sell lots. I can remember when i was a kid, i use to put up decerations all over the house and santa used to drive around on a fire engine and throw out sweets.
But this does not happen any more. Reason 1, stupid dumb townies push little kids over to get the sweets, and throw stuff at santa. Reason 2, because kids no longer think about the santa and jesus side of christmas as they are filled with adverts on tv on the new action man or remote control hover craft (great invension).
Bring back the joy.
But this does not happen any more. Reason 1, stupid dumb townies push little kids over to get the sweets, and throw stuff at santa. Reason 2, because kids no longer think about the santa and jesus side of christmas as they are filled with adverts on tv on the new action man or remote control hover craft (great invension).
Bring back the joy.
I remember white Christmases. I think.
Yeah! and what has happened to snow?! i can remember when it snowed before christmas!
Chad Niga wrote:
because kids no longer think about the santa and jesus side of
> christmas as they are filled with adverts on tv on the new action man
> or remote control hover craft (great invension).
>
"ACTION MAN< THE GREATEST HERO OF THEM ALL!!!!"
"Action Man. Available from all good toy retailers."
because kids no longer think about the santa and jesus side of
> christmas as they are filled with adverts on tv on the new action man
> or remote control hover craft (great invension).
>
"ACTION MAN< THE GREATEST HERO OF THEM ALL!!!!"
"Action Man. Available from all good toy retailers."
Cheers for input, except Icarus, I'm off to indulge in mindless television watching. G'night all.
Paradox wrote:
> What’s the point of Christmas?
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3 days off of work :D
> What’s the point of Christmas?
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3 days off of work :D
Christmas is about beer,wines and spirits.
Christmas is about alcopops, lager and chewits
Christmas is about Vodka, Baileys and Malibu
Christmas is the time to get rat-arsed with like everyone in your family, Christmas is the time for Family-Boozing.
Christmas is about alcopops, lager and chewits
Christmas is about Vodka, Baileys and Malibu
Christmas is the time to get rat-arsed with like everyone in your family, Christmas is the time for Family-Boozing.
And 3 days off of work :P
gamezfreak wrote:
>
> Christmas is about Vodka, Baileys and Malibu
noooooo!!! not malibu!!! i puked last week cos of that crap!!
>
> Christmas is about Vodka, Baileys and Malibu
noooooo!!! not malibu!!! i puked last week cos of that crap!!
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