The Spirit of Christmas

It just isn't the same anymore.

The only spirit of the season that remains

is a nice single malt from Islay.

Apart from the fact that it's

"all about the money"

Christmas, Xmas, Winter Festival

or whatever else the fuck it's called these days,

is yet another sad victim of the

'politically correct' minefield.

You can't send cards depicting Christ,

you can't perform the nativity in school

and whatever you do

don't sing a fucking carol,

just in case you offend someone

with other religious beliefs.

So I shall just be getting pissed

on single malt and red wine

during the newly named festive period of

Grumpy Old Twat Mas