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Showing posts with label The blimp who ate Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The blimp who ate Christmas. Show all posts

Tuesday, 16 December 2008

Tis the season to be blobby?


On the 12th day of Christmas the season gave to me:

12 turkey drumsticks
11 mince pies a piping
10 roast potatoes
9 christmas parties
8 eggnog smoothies
7 work functions
6 geese and stuffing
5 GOLDEN CHOCOLATE COINS
4 family dinners
3 fried hens
2 mulled wines
and a partridge in a pear pie.

Vanity aside. I cannot afford a new wardrobe this year. I have not been PAID yet. The amount of food I am going to be exposed to in the next two weeks is ridiculous. How does one survive without incurring apoplexy?

IS it really necessary to have so many dinners and functions and meals before Christmas? Quite frankly, it loses its novelty after one.

JustB[coz] mentioned the possibility of a "nekkid summer". I may be spending a "nekkid winter" but I will freeze to death. I guess I will just have to wear my coat with nothing underneath all winter.

I just hope the next few months are not too windy.