Xmas is a good time for being annoying
My family has a peculiar habit, where it is perfectly acceptable for someone to be the Christmas Pig. This person doesn't know they are the Christmas Pig until they turn up, it is not pre-ordained, it is no one's particular turn, it is just something that happens probably in most families. The Christmas Pig could have been in a jolly mood in the morning and for the remaining 364 days, but for some ungodly reason, Piggery descends around the Christmas table. Presents were slightly strange; the meal didn't have the beetroot jelly that no one ever ate, but the year that Gran forgot it there was hell to pay; old grievances aired to try and sour a cheery mood. Yet the family demonstrates its annual ability to retain a sense of togetherness and launch full scale mockery mortars at the Pig in a carthatic sharing over tasty meats and cold beverages. The next year, even the next day, all is forgiven and the Christmas Pig gains normal status for another year.

I think it is the one day of the year that it is condoned to call out annoying family members. Tradition is a beautiful thing and it is found every year around our Christmas table, wearing the Christmas Pig paper crown of unseasonal and annoying behaviour.
(boozehound is drinking your bar dry, Sun 7 Aug 2011, 11:44, 1 reply)

This reminds me of this:
youtu.be/c8g4Ztf7hIM
(universalpsykopath loves what you've done with your hair., Mon 8 Aug 2011, 15:42, closed)