The two months before Christmas I am a third arm to anybody who needs an extra arm. I also usually get stressed out while trying to Christmas shop and not sink my financial boat for about a month. I make my rounds on Christmas Eve (usually dropping by my favourite bowling center, beer store, etc). I sigh for releif and crack open a brew. Then I go to my parent's place. I spend time with my parents, brothers, sisters, nephews, neice, and who ever else shows up. I usually make a complete a$$ of myself. I get poopeyed but always find a way to keep the kids entertained. On Christmas Day I go to my parent's for dinner. Once my uncle dropped dead on Christmas Day, so I don't feal like drinking on Christmas Day too much. I slowly sip on a beer or two (Just so people will recognise me
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). Hee hee.
Remember yesterday, respect tomorrow, live for today.
Hug a tree, it's bark is worse than it's bite.