I'm not sure what it is about Christmas that instills such a strong spirit in me. The carols, the hats, the candy canes and the (hypothetical, in-my-head) snow all seem to play a part. It's so much fun to love Christmas; anything remotely related to the festive season manages to excite me, somehow.
My Christmas hat is my new best friend. I have every intention of walking everywhere with it perched on my head. My completely off-beat singing might be a slight issue when it comes to singing carols (with my hat on, of course!) but oh well. 'Tis, after all, the season to be jolly.
My Christmas hat is my new best friend. I have every intention of walking everywhere with it perched on my head. My completely off-beat singing might be a slight issue when it comes to singing carols (with my hat on, of course!) but oh well. 'Tis, after all, the season to be jolly.
1 comment:
Eggnog sounds an awful lot like something homosexual rebellious teenage eggs would do to each other.
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