Hordes of drunk driving.
Shopping panic running to the last drop from their salary and bonus, as appropriate.
apocalyptic traffic jams every day, all day, all night, throughout the city.
Go to the inns.
request lodging.
give me inn and having to lull the child accordingly.
Millions of invitations to toasts, dinners, celebrations, inns to which, sadly, to miss the most because ... I'M WORKING! and tomorrow I have to stop early and raw shit in class and I shit my students to crude class. So if not go to Happy Christmas dinner of chicken tacos or stewing in the corner, there is little water.
calls from people who do not have or health, they can not even remember you exist for a whole (the) year and suddenly, because it's Christmas, remember one and say, by telephone, of course "I love you" or "Merry Christmas" or "Happy New Year" when both know that the caller is lying. The worst thing is if that happens via text message. Or by mail. Or myspace. Or the hi5.
on TV then go pure nonsense as the Christmas movie of the Smurfs, or moquiquis Christmas, or Christmas reinboubrait. The last straw was after a truck passed the country Christmas movie. Imagine gringos carols and a Santa Claus country version that was a woman and who remains in prison (a) for mistreating reindeer, according to the sheriff. Then some children very silly and very country as (a) rescue broken down the wall of the jail.
although I prefer the Mexican carols are region four and that's a tell.
No way. Call me a grinch, but I do not know what that is. I saw the movie and not interested in seeing me.
Place the tree ... puuuuts.
Remove the tree .... PUUUUUUTS.
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This year, totally against my tradition, my house itself will be decorated with Christmas themes. Only two conditions I gave my roommate for this:
1. NO decorations gabachos / whites. That is NOT snowmen, Santa Claus obese and veneer NO, NO artificial snow. Not that we lived in Guáshinton or Massachusetts.
2. I do not set or remove anything.
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