As I get in the Christmas spirit

I find that my nature as an angry, irritable son of a smurf fits well with the Christmas season. When I walk by the Salvation Army cretins I give them looks of a nature that it warms them right up. Perhpas they feel the hatred, I don't know. When I go by the Santa picture booths the kids see me coming and scramble up on his lap, possibly for safety.
But as cool as those things are, the best thing of all is when someone says, "You are going to have a heart attack!" and I am able to reply, "Kind of heard to have an attack on something you don't have."

Signed,
the world's only living heart donor

1 comment:

Riot Kitty said...

You said: I give them looks of a nature that it warms them right up.

I say: Better than giving them the call of nature ;)

(Yes, I would like a spanking!)

You know, I've offered to pay that guy to stop ringing the bell, but he's never taken me up on it...