In any case, Christmas is supposed to be cheap and nasty. No matter how we try to rehash it, like that joyless stack of anally folded, or rather “pre-loved” wrapping paper that should have been loved just once and then ripped to shreds, Christmas will never be cool. This is why we love it, and why, in these secular, straitened times, we stubbornly keep going at it with tinsel on our heads and a song murdered by the X Factor in our hearts.
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 11:56:53 +0000