Friggin' green bits!
Dec. 17th, 2005 02:44 pmWe just got the Christmas tree.
Oh god oh god oh help.
Imported from Holland. It's alive. It's still in its pot. The decorations from the shed have been hauled out, complete with spiders. Huge spiders. They don't look like normal incy-wincy Irish spiders. They're great bloody big monster buggers. Probably foreign and poisonous. ::shudder::
There are frigging green bits everywhere. There were even green bits in the front door keyhole! Tinsel, and pretty shiny baubles, and -
I couldn't take it anymore. I'm not even Christian anymore! I fled. I'm locked in my room. I'm safe. There are no green bits here. The first spider I see is a dead spider. And I'm not going near the tinsel.
Holiday spirit? Oh no. You just keep that madness away from me, right? Any holiday spirit that comes complete with bloody great spiders...
And the cat is playing bat-the-bauble and chase the tinsel and trying to climb the tree.
::buries head in hands:: Please let this be over soon!
Oh god oh god oh help.
Imported from Holland. It's alive. It's still in its pot. The decorations from the shed have been hauled out, complete with spiders. Huge spiders. They don't look like normal incy-wincy Irish spiders. They're great bloody big monster buggers. Probably foreign and poisonous. ::shudder::
There are frigging green bits everywhere. There were even green bits in the front door keyhole! Tinsel, and pretty shiny baubles, and -
I couldn't take it anymore. I'm not even Christian anymore! I fled. I'm locked in my room. I'm safe. There are no green bits here. The first spider I see is a dead spider. And I'm not going near the tinsel.
Holiday spirit? Oh no. You just keep that madness away from me, right? Any holiday spirit that comes complete with bloody great spiders...
And the cat is playing bat-the-bauble and chase the tinsel and trying to climb the tree.
::buries head in hands:: Please let this be over soon!