The only thing I dislike is people who complain. I love everything about Christmas. Seriously, you all suck.
I'm with you though. Humbugs suck. I do have one complaint, but it's definitely a D&D complaint, so I'll keep it to myself.
the lexus and diamond commercials are further proof that the materialism in this country is out of control. the only people who should be advertising their products as possible gifts are toy manufacturers. not car manufacturers
Well, obviously if you dislike people who complain, you can't love "everything" about Christmas...humbug!
But aren't you complaining about people who complain? Quite ironic eh? I hope you're not Chuck Norris because I bet I'd be within 100 miles of your laughter's blast radius... "Chuck Norris's girlfriend once asked him how much wood a woodchuck could chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood. He then shouted, "HOW DARE YOU RHYME IN THE PRESENCE OF CHUCK NORRIS!" and ripped out her throat. Holding his girlfriend's bloody throat in his hand he bellowed, "Don't **** with Chuck!" Two years and five months later he realized the irony of this statement and laughed so hard that anyone within a hundred mile radius of the blast went deaf."
No, I think it's only some of us Mexicans, or maybe just most in the "barrios". See ya later... I gotta put the lights up on my roof. I won't take them down until after the 6th of January, when it's "Wise Men Day" (el Día de los Santos Reyes) for us.
People who complain all the time are usually unhappy people, so i'm sure there is more things in your life you complain about just as much as christmas stuff. And giving is never a bad thing. Cheer up.
I don't think people are really complaining. Someone asked what I don't like and I responded. It's not like this is the GARM.
sometimes, the irony of the holidays is that it brings out the worst in people, i.e. fighting for parking spaces, pushing people over for goods.
True. My main dislike is the lazey people who won't return their shopping carts to the shopping cart area. They will spend 5 minutes trying balance it in one of the cracks in the cement so that it won't roll away, but they won't just walk it over to the bin where it belongs.
I dont like gnomes. I don't like hot chocolate. I don't like those people who stand if front of stores, wishing me "Merry Christmas" ringing that bell.
