The Thanksgiving armistice is over. Bellies full, we plunge headlong back into the fray! Starbucks be damned, Let the battle commence!
The Thanksgiving armistice is over. Bellies full, we plunge headlong back into the fray! Starbucks be damned, Let the battle commence!
Goddamn right. And if you don’t like the plain red cup from Starbucks, please allow me to scribble “Merry Shitscream” on your cup with a Sharpie. This solemn day after Thanksgiving is all about retail therapy (the black Friday deals), it’s a day when you rush out, belly still full from yesterday’s turkey, to buy cheap shit at the mall or the outlets, and you behave like a crazy bastard, shoving others aside to grab up that perfect whatever for whoever.
Merry Shitscream! That’s great! The whole War on Christmas thing is so ludicrous, I’ve begun to enjoy watching how these cynical bastards find new ways each year to whip up some controversy (and some Twitter hits) and self-promotion–not to mentioned being bemused by the sheep who bleat angrily and on cue in their fox news generated outrage. (And they’re the ones standing at line outside KMart at 6am on Thanksgiving.) I almost look forward to it.
Yes the “war in Christmas”…we can always do like Frank Costanza (the Seinfeld character played by Jerry Stiller) and celebrate Festivus (or invent a holiday all our own).
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