Head Rambles
Rambles around the head of an Irish Grandad
Grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked anyway,
the good fortune to run into the ones I do,
and the eyesight to tell the difference.
the good fortune to run into the ones I do,
and the eyesight to tell the difference.
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And a Happy Solstice to you Grandad. Glad to see you are not up for celebrating these come-day go-day middle eastern cults run by Germans from Rome. I’m more of a traditionalist like yourself.
Cap’n – Many Happy Returns. It’s time these upstarts were put in their place?
Merry Festivus! let the airing of grievances commence.
Back in Italy would be a good start.
Stewart – And a Merry Juul to you. Grievances? Who would have anything to complain about?
Cap’n – Landfill?
Let me wish all my fellow pagans a very happy Yuletide. I will even extend the felicitations to you upstart Christians. It was so good of you, all those centuries ago, to fiddle the birthdate of Jesus to fit in with our festival.
Happy Solstice!
.-= Susan at Stony River´s last brainfart .. Microfiction Monday #10 =-.
Tis the reason for the season Happy Solstice GD!
.-= Brighid´s last brainfart .. These boots are made for stomping! =-.
Just think… Tomorrow night will be shorter than tonight! Cheers!!
Ah fuck! And I had a lovely bottle wrapped up for you as well. I hope you don’t mind if I crack it open myself then and have a drink to the darkest day.
.-= not twitter´s last brainfart .. Adding up =-.
Not Twitter – You bastard!! Giving lovely bottles is a six thousand year old tradition at Solstice. I hope it gives you heartburn.