Oh, sh*t, Christmas. RUN!!!!
This may amaze you, but I am not a Christmas kind of person. Don't get me wrong, I love getting presents (FREE STUFF! YES!!), but I sincerely HATE the whole family-getting-together thing. Because I have a big family. And for some stupid reason, it ended up that everyone was coming to my place for Boxing Day. Which means that there is going to be 50+ people, plus children, running around. And just little old me to clean up.
Great.
Apart from that, though, I guess Christmas isn't that bad. As a little kid, I actually refused to listen to the 'there's no Santa Claus' talk, so that my mother had to keep giving me extra presents from 'Santa'. Yep, I was a crafty little bastard. The only problem is that as I get older, it gets harder and harder (hehe) to try and figure out what to get people. As a little kid, you could just give them all some piece of crap from a two-dollar shop, and everyone would be like 'awwww, it's so cute'. But if you try the same as an adult, they're like 'IS THIS PIECE OF CRAP FROM A TWO-DOLLAR STORE?!' and you're like 'damn it'. So now I actually have to put some thought into it (not something I usually do for anything), and try and find something that they won't start screaming at me about. Which, given my track record, is going to be a serious challenge. But hey, I'm The Vigilante, I'll be all like 'CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!!' and run off into the distance, laughing maniacally at the top of my lungs. Which may or may not have happened before. Twice.
Later, readers
The Vigilante
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