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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?
I also think cadbury own the Easter bunny and Colgate own the tooth fairy.
i like it because in my family atleast (and i know this isnt the case for everyone) but everyone is smilling. people spend their own money and go out of their way to buy something for someone. its the biggest meal i eat in the year. im completely without religion, which means the ocassion has no seriousness to it, meaning its all light. where ever i go, they light a nice fire. it only happens once a year and its hardly going to mentally scar you.
*i thought everyone knew the santa being owned by coke story by atleast 10?
It's not just about presents you pleb. It's about alcohol, food and getting together with relatives who probably don't get on with each other and laughing as they argue with each other.
Oh and there's also the religious side of it, but who cares about that when there's free booze on offer?
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> you both better be trannies! Its your body telling you not to drink
> lady booze. Drinking malibu is only acceptable in the following
> situations:
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> 1. If its the only available booze
> 2. If the next highest % booze is below 10%
> 3. You are trying to impress a lovely lady, and show her you are in
> touch with your feminine side
> 4. It is part of some punch like concoction
> 5. You are Blind and accidentally picked up the bottle
> 6. You are gay
> 7. Have been forced at gunpoint to consume said beverage.
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> I cannot think of anyother circumstance where drinking malibu would
> be acceptable.
only drink availiable as i drunk all the others, so i was drunk when i drunk the malibu.