Christmas? Bah, humbug! Grips my shit it does. Gets right on my tits. Having to spend loads of time and money buying presents or you're made out to be a miserable rotten bastard if you don't. Christmas lights up in town centres before November's even finished. Carol singers extoting money at your door. Nowt on t' telly apart from Herbie Goes To Fucking Monte Carlo. Again. Shit to it all. Shit off Christmas. You're nowt but a shitting cunty bollocks.