Don’t think I haven’t contemplated poison. (Actually I love my family, but we are all difficult people.)
Agreed.
God bless us, everyone!
I wonder if in Israel they have an F Chanukah thread?
I used to like it, but after 20+ years in marketing, I have finally understood why. I am working on promotions and events January thru March of next year. Christmas is wayyyy past for me–those promotions were set in August.
And what is up with that smell???
Not the same since parents passed and family fell apart. Now its just something I need to get thru instead on something to be enjoyed. Never liked it all that much before now its just something I put up with. Sorry to be a downer.
Reported for holiday spirit.
I can’t be the only one who reads this thread title to the tune of Last Christmas.
Or, at least I’m not anymore…
Yes, Fuck it. However, put me down as another one who likes the lights. 
Holy shit I’m easily impressed. “Look, lights!”
I hate it more each year. I have, however, started taking some joy about filling out comment cards and giving establishments holy hell for overdoing the crappy music.
We call that “getting old”.
Even odder, my wife— who unlike me has not lost her Christian faith— grumbles about Christmas and every year, tries to dissuade me from the “hassle” of putting up our tree. (And every time I ignore her and do it anyway, then she enjoys having it up.)
What the hell is up with that?
I love the smell of fresh cut evergreen in the morning.
Christmas time is here . . . goyim everywhere!
ducks and runs
Traveling across country once again at the worst time to travel. UGH!
Why can’t we make the holidays alphabetical? I mean, if your last name ends in A-C, that’s January, D-F, February. That would put the Locrians around June. Take four or five days off for each holiday trip you like.
The stores would love it, airlines would have less slow seasons, and xmas tree lots would have a yeaer round business.
I don’t think you need to worry about that in this thread. 
If you take your glasses off, the lights get HUGE!
Merry Christmas Honey!!!
I bought you a new car! An expensive one! I spent 40K without telling you!
Thousands of kids wetting themselves sitting on Santa’s knee.
I think Grumpy Cat sums it up nicely:
I used to love Christmas. I couldn’t wait to hunt down the perfect gifts, to wrap them, to decorate. I loved cooking big holiday dinners and seeing the reactions to the gifts I had bought. But now I find myself alone since my dad died, and no local friends. I have a couple friends scattered out across the country, but even buying for them holds no appeal. I don’t get to see them open the gifts, I don’t know if they genuinely LIKE them, and every year I get more and more ‘meh’ about the whole thing.
The radio stations I favor start playing nthing but Xmas music 24/7 on the weekends after Thaksgiving. There is a good chance I’m not going to get a single day off work for either Christmas or New Year’s.
I thought this year might be different; after I started volunteering at the horse rescue, I was making new friends. I had found a horse there that I adored and was trying to adopt. But my ‘friends’ turned agaist me thanks to the lies told about me by one of the boarders there and ‘my’ horse was sold. I am more alone now than I was before, my heart breaking every day.
Fuck Christmas indeed.