Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Journal Entry of Ebenezer Scrooge

My nephew came in and said "Merry Christmas" to me today. I can barely right the words for all the disgust it brings to me! What is the point of "Christmas"? It is a dastardly holiday that only appears in my worst nightmare. Whoever came up with this "holiday" should be stabbed in the heart with holly, as i told my nephew. And yet he is still happy! To be related to him is a disgrace. To make his shame even more pronounced, he invited me to his and his wife's Christmas dinner! I refused of course. All it would hold is merry people and presents and the like...Ugh! i can't stand it!

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