A good non-denominational solstice celebration often involves dancing naked around a raging fire before energically coupling.
As I just said to a friend just now…
“I won’t burden you with having a merry christmas, but I do hope you have the least painful holiday possible, given these circumstances”.
(In her case, that’s not just amusing hyperbole, since her father just went on hospice care status)
That’s off for the pandemic, I’m afraid.
Boas festas e Feliz Natal!
Two guys called Mateus and a bunch of girls and boys, are looking for the house of a certain baby who was just born and is the hope in the future of humanity. When, after a tumultuous journey, they find the residence of the happy baby, the celebration commences.
Virtual orgies around videos of bonfires, then. Or stay within your quarantine pod.
Marry Crispness everybody.
Hail Santa, y’all. Got my yearly spin of Venom’s Welcome to Hell album in already. Going to get Chinese food later. Day is going as planned for this soldier in the War on Christmas Army. Hope your day is going well, too.
and now we’re into the dysfunctional Last Week of the Year, waiting for an arbitrary counter to tick over
Things won’t be back to “normal” until Monday January 4th, if then