Christmas shits me. It's particularly absurd here in the southern hemisphere where all the stock images of sleigh bells, ivy-wreaths and heavy red costumes strike a rude contrast with the parched soil and sticky asphalt. Even converting reindeer to kangaroos for the carol six white boomers doesn't mitigate the cognitive dissonance of shopping for brandy pudding in thongs.
Few things annoy me more than shopping centre Santa's, click through for further proof that letting strangers hold your children is not always a good idea.
Few things annoy me more than shopping centre Santa's, click through for further proof that letting strangers hold your children is not always a good idea.
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