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I am called a scrooge as I dislike this greedy grimy "holiday" of gorging gratuitously on cookies dipped in mashed potatoes. People grabbing & gouging for electronic pop culture distractions to celebrate the "birth" of a baby from a lady who claimed to be a ****** Everyone expects something to be given, pressure permeates those souls who wait 'till last minutes eve as laborers looking for reprieves of this audacious onslaught of wild eyed drooling consumers while I shutter at home watching TV's screaming *Why wait 'till the "holidays" when you could have gotten that anytime?* Kids with detailed lists of wants make parents feel like **** if the money's not there-- traveling to visit relatives the family cares little about while everyone sends fake happy cards espousing happy scenes of fireside matching sweaters next to a tree cut from outside brought in-- a metaphor for the biannual church families dressed up to sing hymns and drink wine. So you can call me a scrooge, or even a grinch, I don't really give a **** cause I've been giving gifts consistently loving thy fellow man.
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Dec 24, 2011
Dec 24, 2011 at 2:27 PM UTC
Grinch Christmas **** You
I am called a scrooge as I dislike this greedy grimy "holiday" of gorging gratuitously on cookies dipped in mashed potatoes. People grabbing & gouging for electronic pop culture distractions to celebrate the "birth" of a baby from a lady who claimed to be a ****** Everyone expects something to be given, pressure permeates those souls who wait 'till last minutes eve as laborers looking for reprieves of this audacious onslaught of wild eyed drooling consumers while I shutter at home watching TV's screaming *Why wait 'till the "holidays" when you could have gotten that anytime?* Kids with detailed lists of wants make parents feel like **** if the money's not there-- traveling to visit relatives the family cares little about while everyone sends fake happy cards espousing happy scenes of fireside matching sweaters next to a tree cut from outside brought in-- a metaphor for the biannual church families dressed up to sing hymns and drink wine. So you can call me a scrooge, or even a grinch, I don't really give a **** cause I've been giving gifts consistently loving thy fellow man.
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Dec 24, 2011
Dec 24, 2011 at 2:27 PM UTC
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