Which is almost once too many! I mean, why must I light up the river all night with kitschy Santa Clauses and listen all day to sentimental Christmas carols?
I had to numb myself with several glasses of Pino More to endure the Carols by Candlelight at the Bay last night. Christmas is the season for stuffing stockings. Preferably into carolers' mouths.
And what about Silent Night? A silent morning and a silent afternoon wouldn't be so bad either.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Just don't drag me into it. Ho, ho, ho!