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    It’s now less than two weeks…

     Posted in Anger Level 4 at 23:56 on Wednesday, December 10th, 2008 by Mr. Rant

    Until Christmas.  That’s something which is infallibly clear.  It’s approaching at a rapid rate of knots and won’t be long till it’s over.  I must confess that I still have presents to buy and things to do before the infernal day takes hold.

    The spirit is most definitely not in me.  On Monday I went to do some shopping at Westfield Merry Hill and I have to say this was hell.  Even at eleven Am the place was jammed and you couldn’t move around for all the retards carelessly wondering around the place.  I mean, do you people not make a list? Not know what you want and where you’re going to get it from?  Is it just me who meticulously plans their shopping outing to make sure it’s completed in the shortest time?

    Seemingly so.

    If you're in this picture, I'm sorry that you're mentally troubled.

    If you are in this picture I'm sorry that you're mentally challenged...

    Merry Hill or Merry Hell as it’s affectionately known is one of those shopping centres which is essentially timeless, not in the sense that it’s magical or exciting but in the sense that once you enter you don’t know what time it is, you loose all sense of logic and time and could be marooned in there for hours without knowing it.

    Of course Merry Hell has all the normal shops which you’d see in one of these malls; to quote an Americanism. Almost all of them expelling some kind of music or auditory annoyance into the air, Christmas songs or the like which make your blood boil.  If I have to hear; “Lonely this Christmas” or “Stop the Cavalry” one more time this Christmas I will surely commit homicide, or suicide, or both.

    I may be bleak willed at this time of year but it really does wind me up and drive me completely barmy.  It’s bad enough at the best of times that I’m continuously subject to the retardation of humanity, but at Christmas this degradation is amplified.

    Please can someone speed the next two weeks up so we can get back to kind of normality?


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    Update Status: Modified at: 22:39, on December 13th, 2008.

      Written By Mr. Rant.