I don't like Xmas

Just to make it clear, I don't like Christmas. I
don't like how people change because of a stupid
weekend. All of a sudden you HAVE to do this and
that and things just gotta be PERFECT and I loath
it. Totally.
I don't mind getting presents for people I like
but I hate those wishlists where you can't buy
anything that's not on the damn list. What's up
with that? Where's the imagination?
And then there's the food. All the bloody food
that has to be on the table to be consumed in one
day. More food that you eat for a week usually.
Now it has to go down in a certain amount of time
so you can get a pause before you dig into the
next dish. Why?

It's really one of the few subjects in life my
dad and myself agree on - Christmas should be
spent somewhere far away from everyone else,
preferably in a cottage in the Alps or something.
Plenty of show, Glüwine and nice company. I'm
sure they'd have a tree with beautiful lightning
and and it'd be a blessing staying there.

Imagine just for once not being part of this, to
NOT watch all the traditional tv-shows....
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