As I understand it, the festivities begin at noon with the traditional sacrifice of the oldest person in the village. After their body lay bleeding and broken at the feet of the teenagers, the traditional Christmas poutine is served. They eat standing up around round tables, and each time a sleigh bell rings, they have to slap the ass of the person on their right.
Once the fries, curd, and gravy are all eaten (no one may leave until then), they take the traditional stroll through the landmine field the elders set up the night before.
The day ends with homosexual experimentation.
Everyone in the southern hemisphere follows this ritual religiously.
Christmas goes something like this,
Once all the ****** arrives for lunch, it's all smiles and warmth.
During dinner, after some "refreshments", the jokes and talk slowly give way to old debates and arguments.
After dinner, as the alcohol really starts to flow, the name-calling and the shouting matches take off.
With the occasional thrown beer bottle or fist fight (say, with a smart-arse ******* in-law or mouthy ******), that's a traditional chrissie dinner.
Christmas and ******, aren't they great!
My one ****** friend once sent us a Christmas card with a photo of her at the beach in a bikini with a Santa hat on. She was living in Florida at the time.
So my step ****** and I went out in the 2 1/2 foot deep snow in our backyard, got in our bikinis with Santa hats on, and sent her the photo.
Snow!! Ahh, I'd love it to snow here, just for a few days ... and that sounds like one helluva' christmas card.
