I'll be at the Suffolk residence this year. There are few things more joyous than a trip to Willy Lott's cottage on a cold Christmas morning. I'll be handing out Mars bars, cigarettes and coffee to the homeless on Christmas Eve. Charlton v Cardiff on Boxing Day. New Year in Ghent for this fellow.
With my parents Christmas day. Which means I will have a disappointing Christmas dinner and not allowed to criticise her cooking.. I havent spent a Christmas day with them for about 10 years as the ****s ****ed off to Spain to live. Now they are back. Boxing Day I hVent decided. It's either with my folks again which could be tedious. Or go to a mates house who has the most hateful children. Who I may end up trying to drown. Another downside to this plan is they will probably do loads of cocaine as soon as they out the kids to bed and really deep and meaningful conversations will ensue about how they don't wanna do gear anymore. Second alternative I me and the mrs do another Christmas dinner of our own..
As a dedicated bigamist I hate ****ing Xmas. Not only do my four families live in different parts of the country (for obvious reasons), but I can't drive either. Santa thinks he's got it rough delivering presents an aw. He's a pussy.
Dinner at this bears house on the day. I'll be cooking the feast supreme for 2 reasons. 1) It keeps me busy while my extended family slowly get inebriated and inevitably start arguing. 2) Wummin can't cook.
