holidays [Theme] Page 18

The less people, the more the occasion.

Ehh... uncomfortable silences and alcohol. Just like Thanksgiving at home...

I was fucking Christmas. The new year, I have ruined you. Come for Easter and burn my house down.

Holiday need to always carry.

Just would like to keep them (the plates) for a special occasion... for example, to visit the Queen of England!
- She refused so many times... it's time to take the hint.

The new Year starts with
No one remembers himself.
In the corner burns down the Christmas tree,
On the tree sleeping some girl.
The funny thing is that she
Most likely, my wife.

A whole year of training on the headset was not in vain! Today without much effort and time has solved the long garland with lights on the Christmas tree!

And to make me feel even better, became the second loneliest night of the year - Christmas eve. The night that brings the familiar festive feelings of hopelessness, anguish and despair. Not the best time for a single flight. That's why couples up for anything and never have to break up between Thanksgiving and the second of January. Needs to be someone who will survive Christmas.

Without the wind blowing violent,
Not mother earth sways -
Noise, singing, swearing,
Swings, lying,
Fights and kisses
The holiday people.

Christmas is a lie that makes all family members to gather around a dead tree, dolled up in the nines; false consisting of empty conversations, hidden under tons of festive pudding; a lie in which no one believes.

What is a party? This is when the forty people come together to simultaneously talk about yourself. The man who remains after the liquor is over - the master.

Regular practice zagulnym parties led us to develop a professional ethical code consisted of four Golden rules. First, a successful holiday is a holiday improvised; second, must be the atmosphere of the contrast; third, the girls - two lactating nipple whole party; fourth, playboy no rules. The last two commandments were spoken AFTER dinner; hence their poetry.

I'm not the Creator of the holidays, but only their slave...

They're strange, these days, are supposed to rejoice according to the calendar.