Day 1 (Cackmas Eve): AM: Shopping with zombies. PM: Bit of turkey, fair amount of scotch.
Day 2 (Cackmas Day): AM: Usual. PM: Usual
Day 3 (Cackmas Day Part II): AM: Stress, stress, cooking!, fucking stress. PM: Drinking, serving drinks, dishwasher, drinks, dishwasher, dishwasher, dishwasher, drinks, fucking cheese, dishwashser.
Day 4: AM: Hoover, tip, more hoover. PM: Unblock drain, swear, buckets.
Day 5: AM: Tip again, buckets AGAIN!, swearing, dial-a-cunt. PM: Scotch, Modern Warfare 2, cheese.
Day 6: AM: Drain plus cunt plus girlfriend = fighty tears
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Shit, Dave you really need to cheer up. I know Christmas can be a bit stressful, what with the DFS adverts and all, but come on man..? (A couple of bottles of red wine usually does the trick for me.) Anyway, my son asked to borrow my illustrated copy of Dante's Inferno tonight which cheered me right up. Gotta try harder.
It's a touching story Leon, but who's Dave?
Dave is my imaginary friend.
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