I cannot believe that I have not uttered those words for a whole year. It is about that time again when I begin. I know a lot of people love to hate me for it and very many would really love to see me roast in hell like one of Gordon Ramsey’s famous scallops but who cares?
Almost every single time this season comes around I am plagued with myriad things that I just do not need in my life. For instance why in the world do I have to break my already malnutritioned piggy to put a smile on someone’s face? If I love them then they know it already and I should not have to fork over a Gucci bag just to make them smile. Does it not then cease to be love right there?
That is not really the main reason but just one of the many because let us face it, Mr Scrooge was not strapped for cash and neither am I despite the near great depression we just went through. People will have runny noses and all they will want is kiss on this cheek and a kiss on that. I hope I do not end up under mistletoe. Bah humbug!