Its that Xmas time of year - for getting and giving stuff, more stuff, more and more stuff. Little pieces of plastic, made in China, shipped to the UK, sent around in trucks, sold in shops, wrapped in paper, opened, laughed at, lost, found, binned and dumped in landfill. Ho ho ho.
How sad for the farmers that they have to kill all of their turkeys early - must be heartbreaking being a farmer and so surrounded by death. Death clearly comes as a shock to them - which is odd as it is their only trade.
We're so fat, we're so silly, all wrapped up like a chocolate willy - ho ho ho and a barrel of fun.
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