So last night I dragged Avyn Trahelion to a Xmas tree lot put on by the Kiwanis club next to some church. As we walk in a sweet kid in full Boy Scout regalia steps forward and recited his candy selling spiel complete with name rank and serial number . We were tired, we didnt care about his Christian mission or scout troop and my waist surely doesnt need more chocolate (blasphemy) , but after hearing his bit we declined and said we would keep our purchase tree oriented. His mother who was smiling the whole time her son was talking now had a disappointed frown upon hearing our refusal to help fund their nefarious activities of oppression and phantasm and the real personalities of our Xmas tree lot crowd came forward. Our interesting personal style were no longer quirky but were now deviant and of satan and we were looked upon as unwanted vermin tarnishing the purity of their little corner of ecological waste. I opted for a synthetic tree to save the forests and the depressing visual of spent and unwanted conifers that line the pavement come New Years Day but I just love the nostalgia and scent of a Xmas tree lot on a cold night. They had a fire going and even hot chocolate for their preferred guests but we werent offered their dark chocolatey potion blessed by jesus and we received a glare that would remind any good or bad witch of Salem that fires are perfect for burning faggots or any other proven undesirable unfit for their little slice of heaven. :-)
Posted on: Sat, 06 Dec 2014 17:20:46 +0000
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