I used to agree. We got a real tree for years. A few years back my missus said she wanted to buy a fake one as it was a pain hoovering up needles etc and, to be fair, I didn't like the mess it made in my car when I took the tree to the dump. She convinced me to invest in an expensive fake one that looks very genuine. I was reluctant but thought that if it lasted 5 years it would pay for itself. This is Christmas number 10 with the tree and it still looks the business. I like fake tits as well but I lost that argument too.
I’d rather not ****ing bother, but that isn’t an option, so it’s real for me. 50 notes to drag a ****ing fir tree into the lounge, and for it to then drop needles for 3 weeks. ****ing meh.
I've had a feel of some fake tits. They ain't right at all. Don't really get how some blokes get turned on by them, doesn't do it for me at all. Maybe if some bird hung a reindeer off of her nips possibly (staying on topic)
I'm in my 40s and have been with the same woman for 20 years. Any tit will do. There's an Andrew Lloyd Webber song in that.
I’m in the frozen North mate. I might buy in bulk, load them into the chip van and head down to Surrey bruv.
There's a Christmas tree farm near us that everyone flocks to. We used to get our tree from there. 8 foot mutha ****a, bushy as Fellaini's barnet before he had the chop. Excellent trees but no doubt priced at a premium. I once asked the owner what he did for the other 11 months of the year and he said "they don't ****ing grow themselves pal". I have trees in my garden. I've never had to give them any help.
That would be nice. Bit of garnish for our leftover turkey sandwich (leftover by Mrs Sparsit at number 12, lovely woman, very charitable).
Real. I can’t stand the ****ing lights though, flicky flicky ****ing flicky all day. Gonna lob the entire lot over the back fence before Xmas at this rate. Tbf I didn’t get involved my Mrs put all the bits on it so that saved me booting it all over the house this year.
