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I am, I truely am. Not of Christmas exacly but everything that goes with it. Our nabours had his christmas lights up scince November the 3nd. The adverts have been on Christmas, if I see 1 more bloody Boots advert I'll....

Anyway, can't we get back to Christmas that strts on December 14th, not of Otober 3rd (About when the 1st christmas adverts started)

I feel for you.

My family drives me nuts this time of year.

i agree completely! the Pontins in Blackpool put up Xmas trees at the end of October! by mid-November they'd already gone brown!

I am, I truely am. Not of Christmas exacly but everything that goes with it. Our nabours had his christmas lights up scince November the 3nd. The adverts have been on Christmas, if I see 1 more bloody Boots advert I'll....

Anyway, can't we get back to Christmas that strts on December 14th, not of Otober 3rd (About when the 1st christmas adverts started)
Are the Boots ones the ones with the Christmas Doctor and Sister something-or-the-other-trite? If so, they make me cringe.

That sounds like it. Its bloody awful!

ah cheer up

Are the Boots ones the ones with the Christmas Doctor and Sister something-or-the-other-trite? If so, they make me cringe.
Yes, I thin k it's graham Horton

I know that Christmas has become a tool of the media and of the big corporations to get me to spend money but...

I like it. :)

I am, I truely am. Not of Christmas exacly but everything that goes with it. Our nabours had his christmas lights up scince November the 3nd. The adverts have been on Christmas, if I see 1 more bloody Boots advert I'll....

Anyway, can't we get back to Christmas that strts on December 14th, not of Otober 3rd (About when the 1st christmas adverts started)

i know exactly what you mean.
I work in Boots (really i do), and every time i say them, i think of all the thousands of moaning customers and their screaming children, ahhhhhh.

I am, I truely am. Not of Christmas exacly but everything that goes with it. Our nabours had his christmas lights up scince November the 3nd. The adverts have been on Christmas, if I see 1 more bloody Boots advert I'll....

Anyway, can't we get back to Christmas that strts on December 14th, not of Otober 3rd (About when the 1st christmas adverts started)

Sounds like you might want one of Refused Party Program's red nooses... wonder if that thread is still hanging around...

Yes, I thin k it's graham Horton
Correction: Harry Hill.

To think I used to respect him

Ahh there are so mny people around.

While Christmas has gotten horribly commercialised, i have to say i love it cos its the one time of the year that everyone in my family is around...and we do all the stupid family tradition things that we only do at christmas,like walk on the beach on St.Stephens day etc. etc. ............

I hate christmas completely... It is a time of year when the companies make the most money, even though most christmas celebrators don't believe in god.

The only thing I like about christmas is roast Parsnips. :)

I think we should quit with the crappy charade of christmas to avoid all those new year debts.

If you are just talking about the secular version of Christmas, which may involve a tree, presents, holiday meal, and some singing (and perhaps not as much commericalism as one may imagine), there are many reasons you may not like it:

10. You are forced to spend the holiday with relatives you could care less about. It's not a bad time, but you would rather spend that time watching TV.
9. You're poor, and that always sucks.
8. You are not Christian, and you believe that even the secular Christmas is anathema to your beliefs (or absence thereof).
7. You aren't poor, but you don't feel like spending money on anyone you know - either you're stingy or you're convinced the people you know are assholes.
6. The holiday meal and giftgiving is a celebration of your humiliation. No one is ever happy with the gifts you give, and people point out every fault you have, from the time you were born to the present.
5. You can't stand Christmas carols, or you're very tired of hearing "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer" for the 300th time.
4. No one ever has bought you a gift that you remotely liked. Thanks for the tie, and yet another bottle of Old Spice.
3. Sitting in a room with three or four people who are wearing a colostomy bag is not your idea of fun.
2. You wish you were on holiday in the Caymans instead of shoveling wet snow in Minnesota.
1. If Santa was a woman with huge naked breasts, maybe you could get into it.

10. You are forced to spend the holiday with relatives you could care less about. It's not a bad time, but you would rather spend that time watching TV.

I like spending time with my family.

9. You're poor, and that always sucks.

I'm not exactly rich, But i'm not poor either.

8. You are not Christian, and you believe that even the secular Christmas is anathema to your beliefs (or absence thereof).

People who don't believe in god yet celebrate cristmas are hypocrytes in my opinion.

7. You aren't poor, but you don't feel like spending money on anyone you know - either you're stingy or you're convinced the people you know are assholes.

If they don't treat me well-they don't get a present.

6. The holiday meal and giftgiving is a celebration of your humiliation. No one is ever happy with the gifts you give, and people point out every fault you have, from the time you were born to the present.

That's true... But I can't afford a fucking PC you know...

5. You can't stand Christmas carols, or you're very tired of hearing "Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer" for the 300th time.

Every year I wait by my door with a Water Pistol loaded with chilled water... and every year they run. Fucking carol singers.

4. No one ever has bought you a gift that you remotely liked. Thanks for the tie, and yet another bottle of Old Spice.

Actually I've got what I asked for every year-This year I'm getting nothing, 'cos I told my mother to save her money on me.

3. Sitting in a room with three or four people who are wearing a colostomy bag is not your idea of fun.

??????

2. You wish you were on holiday in the Caymans instead of shoveling wet snow in Minnesota.

Being in Minnesota shoveling snow would be nice. Where I live in the UK, it rains without fail every christmas day.

1. If Santa was a woman with huge naked breasts, maybe you could get into it.

Not too big. I like my women with firm, medium breasts.

Ok, I'll give the UK version a stab, even though I haven't been there in years:

10. You are forced to spend the holiday with relatives you could care less about. They live in London, and you always get lost on the various M's - why are the damn signs always so deceptive?
9. You're poor, and that always sucks. The council flat sucks as well.
8. You're Christian, and you keep reading that 90 percent of UK citizens no longer go to church. So you wonder who's celebrating and why.
7. You aren't poor, but you don't feel like spending money on anyone you know - and you're tired of people constanly bringing up Dickens, especially stupid American tourists.
6. The holiday meal and giftgiving is a celebration of your humiliation. No one is ever happy with the gifts you give, and people point out every fault you have, from the time you were born to the present.
5. You can't stand Christmas carols, and none of the people in your congregation can sing a proper hymn, much less a carol.
4. You hate Christmas pudding, and you've never had a taste for goose. And because of mad cow, a fine roast and some Yorkshire pudding is no longer on the menu. Besides, it's basically roast beast with a side of muffin toasted in pure fat, so your doctor told you not to.
3. Sitting in a room with three or four people who are wearing a colostomy bag is not your idea of fun. And you always wanted to know where your relatives in Scotland (who are visiting with their bags) got the idea for haggis.
2. Once again, it's raining in Manchester.
1. If Santa was a Page Three Girl, maybe you could get into it.

I live in East sussex, way down south. It sucks here.

I live in East sussex, way down south. It sucks here.

East Sussex has received the worst government grant allocation of any county council in the country for the third year running.

East Sussex has received the worst government grant allocation of any county council in the country for the third year running.

And they wonder why this place is a shithole, as well as a place of high council tax.

EDIT: And they still do Fuck all to improve the town. They just give themselves pay rises and pocket the money.

And they wonder why this place is a shithole, as well as a place of high council tax.

EDIT: And they still do Fuck all to improve the town. They just give themselves pay rises and pocket the money.

What's funny is that they admit it on the first page of their website.

What's funny is that they admit it on the first page of their website.

Ooh! linky please!

Ok, I'll give the UK version a stab, even though I haven't been there in years:

10. You are forced to spend the holiday with relatives you could care less about. They live in London, and you always get lost on the various M's - why are the damn signs always so deceptive?

Ohh the memories (not over Christmas though). Wow, London has a lot of x shops (some supermarket which I've forgotten the name of) and they all look the same, oh wait...


7. You aren't poor, but you don't feel like spending money on anyone you know - and you're tired of people constanly bringing up Dickens, especially stupid American tourists.

ha ha

4. You hate Christmas pudding, and you've never had a taste for goose. And because of mad cow, a fine roast and some Yorkshire pudding is no longer on the menu. Besides, it's basically roast beast with a side of muffin toasted in pure fat, so your doctor told you not to.

Mad Cow really isn't a factor, but goose is a far sight better then turkey (its dry and has the taste and texture of wood chips)

3. Sitting in a room with three or four people who are wearing a colostomy bag is not your idea of fun. And you always wanted to know where your relatives in Scotland (who are visiting with their bags) got the idea for haggis.
2. Once again, it's raining in Manchester.

On 3. It's so obvious now.

on 2. But it makes us so happy (eg Joy Division, Morrisey etc.)

Actually, thanks to the situation that my parents are both immigrants, I don't have any relatives that I need to see. (That's it, be envious)

What's funny is that they admit it on the first page of their website.

Ooh! linky please! Me wanty the linky!

http://www.eastsussexcc.gov.uk/default.htm

To cook turkey without it being dry. Ever.

1. Make a brine of 1 cup salt and 1 cup sugar for every five gallons of water, with some bay leaves, allspice, cinnamon, and peppercorns. Bring to a boil, and let cool to room temperature.
2. With a completely defrosted turkey (a fresh turkey is best), soak the turkey in the brine for six hours before roasting.
3. At the end of the brining, take it out, rinse it off with cold water, and rub with unsalted butter inside and out.
4. Put chopped celery, onion, and apple, and a stick of cinnamon inside the body cavity. Pack in two sticks of butter, one in the front cavity (which you sew shut), and one in the main cavity.
5. Place upside down on a roasting rack. Racks are important, as any Page Three Girl already knows.
6. Preheat the oven to 325 F (translate to C, since you're in the UK).
7. You'll need a gallon of chicken stock for the initial basting, which will occur at the first 30 minute interval in the oven. Baste with pan juices every 30 minutes.
8. For the first three hours, use a piece of aluminum foil as a tent on the top of the bird to prevent premature browning.
9. an 18 to 23 pound bird should cook in 5 hours.

My mother-in-law was stupefied that a man could cook a turkey far better than her own.

Bah, Humbug! Christmas started in fucking September here, at least in most of the bloody shops.

It's just an expensive pain in the arse for me; I wouldn't celebrate it at all but for the fact the bloody family (who, yes, drive me insane) positively demand my integration into their festivities! Grr!

So far this year I have escaped Christmas.

I live in a neighbourhood of Manchester which is part of a city district populated almost entirely by Muslims and Hindus.

I also have no TV.

Escaping Christmas really is that simple!

I'm sick fo Christmas music but the idea of the holiday (the original one) I never get sick of. We only just put up a fake tree on Saturday and don't plan to put up lights, given we are going away for two weeks. (I get 3 weeks off :D).

I live in a neighbourhood of Manchester which is part of a city district populated almost entirely by Muslims and Hindus.

Rusholme?

Rusholme?
:D

Actually unkind people say that technically I'm in Longsight. :mp5:

:D

Actually unkind people say that technically I'm in Longsight. :mp5:
:D It's not that i hate Christmas just that i hate people who take it to far. Like my nabour. Tonight those damm lights will disappear and end up in a pile of silage.

I myself hate all the damn christmas lights and wish people didnt over-dramatize the whole christmas idea. last night my neighborhood had a power outage and i got a 6 hour break form it. all I really wish chritmas was a fun event for me but it wont be for a long time

I myself hate all the damn christmas lights and wish people didnt over-dramatize the whole christmas idea. last night my neighborhood had a power outage and i got a 6 hour break form it. all I really wish chritmas was a fun event for me but it wont be for a long time
lol :)