You can call me Ebenezer Scrooge, but I'm not at all being my cynical self when I state that Christmas disgusts me. Bah, humbug!
I really dont understand why there's so much festive cheer around when you know that a big fat hairy old chap in red rags is going to break into your house in the middle of the night and steal all your milk and cookies.
Merry Christmas, anyone?
