I've had this in my head all day. A bunch of scruffy miners, standing before a looming coal tip, clenching their fists and tunelessly bellowing:
AWAYYYY IN A MANGER NO CRIB FOR 'IS BEEED THE LEETLE LORD JAYSUS LAID DOWN 'IS SWEET 'EAAARGHG!!!!
No particular reason for that mental scene, other than the season, and we all know who the reason for that is, don't we?
Yes indeed. Bertrand Russell.
A pleasant, culturally sensitive and seasonally appropriate greeting to you all (unless you're a Scientologist), and to all a good nocturnal anomaly (except to you, Roger, you kleptomaniacal bastard).
I'll be back in a few to several days.
AWAYYYY IN A MANGER NO CRIB FOR 'IS BEEED THE LEETLE LORD JAYSUS LAID DOWN 'IS SWEET 'EAAARGHG!!!!
No particular reason for that mental scene, other than the season, and we all know who the reason for that is, don't we?
Yes indeed. Bertrand Russell.
A pleasant, culturally sensitive and seasonally appropriate greeting to you all (unless you're a Scientologist), and to all a good nocturnal anomaly (except to you, Roger, you kleptomaniacal bastard).I'll be back in a few to several days.
Merry Christmas to you Mr. Wood. Hope Santa found you and brought you everything you wanted.
To you too! The Pole elf is good with the tangibles, yes. Precious, precious tangible things...