I went to the supermarket today... it was only when I came out that I realised I was parked next to the most mahoosive Xmas tree in the whole world...
Inside of the shop was full of Xmas shite too...
I know, I know. It's bloody everywhere now. Getting RIGHT upon my tits it is. Same every bloody year, overley excited sheeples, rushing around like 'edless chicks, buying massive amounts of unwanted and pure utter tat an' shite.
What is the point I ask, exactly like, cus I'm absolutely bolloxed if I know chief, really.