Normally at this time of year, you could mistake me for Mrs Clause, I LOVE CHRISTMAS, the colours, smell, cheer and aroma of it all, but this year something killed it, and I wasn’t even invited to the funnel, one minute it was there, the next, dead… and I can’t seem to get it back, I mean it doesn’t even feel like December, it feels like April… only hotter, this month feels to planed, and less jingly… as in Christmas… and before anyone asks, NO, getting back to the true meaning of Christmas is not going to help, because I don’t feel like killing and animal for a sun god… Confused? Look it up… everything is eventually about death, even this thing you reading right now… OMG, DID HE KILL IT?
… Nope not him. But COME on, MY favourite time of year, I’m not enjoying it… someone has to pay for this… And I pick you 4 Kids, I pick you.
Lots Of Scratching
Mad-Molly-The-Gim
(Don't read anything into that Scratching)
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