
There are many reasons that the big day itself can go tits up for the average family at Christmas. below are just a selection of things that I have personally encountered over the last 60 odd years either as a child or as the head of a family.
Telly what to watch is always a bone of contention for many families at Christmas. Thankfully I don’t watch the cunt anymore.
Kids getting up at 4am to see if that cunt Santa has been yet. Now this is a real cunt if you have been out on the ale xmas eve.
Old auntie miserable guts coming round, moaning about the veg, not enough sherry, asking kids who are scared of her wrinkly old face for a Christmas kiss.
Whose fault it is that the fucking turkey hasn’t defrosted in time. Why have a turkey anyway? most ends up in the bin or the dog. Beef or Pork please.
Chestnuts exploding in the fucking oven. Proper cunts to clean up.
Small children playing inside the cardboard boxes their expensive presents came in and ignoring the fucking presents.
Mid night mass Christmas eve. My wife used to drag me there. A cunt again if you’ve been on the ale and are bursting for a piss every 10 minutes.
I am certain fellow cunters can come up with many more examples.
Luckily Mrs E/cunt and I live at least 70 miles away from any of our 4 grown up kids and their plethora of kids, our grand kids. 8 and counting.
It will hopefully be just like any other Sunday. And no midnight Mass only a church of England house of God in our village of 800 souls.
So enjoy it if you can or enjoy that it only comes but once a year.
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