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This is a question My Christmas Nightmare

The bringing together of one's family and friends over the holiday period is never quite as fun as it is supposed to be: this year, my mum and dad will be in the same room for the first time in 28 months. It should prove interesting.

Tell us about the nightmares you've had over christmas.

(, Thu 23 Dec 2004, 13:46)
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Plaster on a fake smile and plough through this s**t one more time
Well, my xmas is bad but not as bad as that...that sucks :(

Dec 25th: Forced to go over to "Posh Bitches", my sister who has more money than sense. Causes an arguement with me about not passing my driving test, saying that "I can't hack it" (briefly, failed test a couple of times and to add insult to injury, have to cancel due to me having an eye disorder requiring me getting one of my cornea's sliced out and a donor one put in its place)...to which I pointed out said eye disorder.

Therefore, forced to sit in her "ikea catalog" house, having xmas dinner and to quote bill hicks "plaster on a fake smile and plough through this shit one more time", as she has more money than sense, showing off. Yet, my parents clean forget that many moons ago she almost had us lose our house when she lived at home due to her credit card debts and had people trying to take our stuff. That, is now rendered into irrelevance now. Strange, that...

Dec 26th: my pikey chav sister came over with most of her several hillbilly council estate spawn. Only came down for an ulterior motive, and had the cheek to say that "Is that all were getting" when we gave them their presents. Had arguement with one of them and cracked said spawn around the head, as very clearly her mother couldn't be bothered discipling them properly. Another spills drink all over the table and kills a mobile phone belonging to one of the several "spawn". Said sister has lived off the fat of the land for 23 years and doesn't know the definition of work. Just drop a load of kids and live off the fat of the land, and her 17 year old daughter (one of the spawn) seems to be taking the same path as my dear pikey chav sister (she has a kid of a couple of months old)...and my taxes pay for these morons?!?!

Not forgetting that I have had to have xmas with my GF on the 23rd as there is no way of getting to hers, or back from (it's not miles away,just awkward geography as its 15 minutes in car yet 2 hours by the combination of bus and train). As there is obviously no public transport and taxi fares are double all because of xmas capitalism. As a consequence of said capitalism, it makes seeing my girlfriend over xmas tricky as she works in a shop, so other people don't have to.

Not forgetting the fact that my olds are dying of some really hideous flu and are coughing and barking everywhere. Merry xmas indeed...not!

Oh,forgot a detail. You may think "Why doesn't your dad help take you to your GF's??" - he is scared of driving then as "there are too many pissheads on the road", therefore won't. This is strange coming from and ex lorry driver who has drove every square centimetre of the uk and ireland. I mean, his car isn't a shed either (Nissan QX, N Plate - japanese Ford Granada or as I call it "Yakuza staff car"....twunt...
(, Mon 27 Dec 2004, 21:17, Reply)

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