What the hell happened to Christmas?
Once upon a time, it was the time of year, where the kids would come home from school, with pictures painted in, glitter, and nativity scenes made out of cornflake boxes, bog roll holders and lots of cotton wool and more glitter, oh the little darlings loved the glitter, of the baby Jesus in a manger, with Mary, Joseph, three kings, some shepherds, a few farm animals and a star.
There was excited talk of Father Christmas, not sodding Santa, coming and a list would follow, usually with the favourite doll or toy car headlining the list.
On Christmas morning, excited faces of children and adults would tear open the presents, like hyenas at a fresh kill, and be soooo pleased and grateful for the presents that Father Christmas, not sodding Santa, had bestowed upon them.
Dad got hankys or a scarf.
Mum got a hat and gloves.
The kids got one ‘big’ toy each and other toys to be shared between them, mainly a compendium of games, colouring books and pencils.
The dog, a bone, a real bone and letters of thanks, duly written.
Fast forward to now……
It’s all about what presents you going to get, the latest fucking TV, iPad, iPod, iPhone. The latest top of the bollocks fashion, “I want some ugg boots” Fuck off, no you don’t, you’re fucking five!
“Yeah, but My mate, Chelsea Von Richfuck, is getting an 60 quid Ted Baker bag……for school”. Fucking good for her!
God forbid you buy one present( a good one, mind) “One present? Where’s the fucking rest, surely this is me socking filler?”
AND, have you seen the size of stockings these days, what happened to dads old sock, with your orange, some nuts, chocolate and, in my case, a pair of socks in it.
Now you can get a fucking small car in the size of some of them!
If the tree isn’t groaning under the weight of presents that are getting warmer and warmer under the fairy lights, spilling over the front room, so you can’t see the carpet (or the dog!) bar a bit near the door, it’s a crap Christmas and it’s not fair and forget about sending a text of thanks, why would they do that, the gift wasn’t what they wanted after all!
It’s all commercial consumerism now……spend, spend, fucking cunting spend.
It doesn’t matter anymore if you can’t afford it, just stick it on the plastic.
I’m no Scrooge by any means, and I used to love Christmas, but thanks to the
“I want, I want, I want, you’d better get it, or else” modern society we live in today, it’s totally took the fucking sparkle out of the true meaning of Christmas and now I fucking hate it……..Cunts!
I must be getting old…
Baa Fucking Humbug!
Nominated by: Cuntybollocks
