I fucking wish I could spend Christmas alone. I genuinely cannot stand Christmas dinner. Sitting about forcing a fake smile. Pretending to be interested in what cunts are saying when you really want to just tell them all to shut the fuck up with their shite chat. I can't wait till it's over & I can get the fuck out here with lots of alcohol.
I concur, we're having a nice meal (lobsters, crabs, prawns, mussels, oysters) here this evening, getting up tomorrow morning and opening the boys Christmas presents here (got him an mp3 player loaded with dj pierre, some drum and bass, plastikman, some hip-hop from me missis, and a Now 83 album, and a load of tracks, lots of acid

...)....
Then, we've got to drive to Coventry, have a nightmarish Christmas dinner with me mum in law, then stay at me brother in laws...then go to my parents for Boxing Day dinner (which they'll make a Christmas dinner for), up at 6 thr next morning and drive back to Devon to deliver fucking post....
i hate the "family" christmas dinners, tonights dinner will be shit hot, cos I'm cooking, and its only me wife and son here, not loads of shit relatives who i don't get on with, and have to get pisssed up to bear...
can't even get that pissed on Boxing night cos I got to be up at 6 to drive back down the motorway....
tl,dr etc.