I saw this last night in Harris Teeter. I know I shouldn’t be surprised, as virtually every store prematurely blows its Christmas load these days, but we’re getting closer and closer to seeing Christmas shit before Halloween. This is absurd. Let me think about my turkey, stuffing, and macaroni and cheese before I start thinking about December 25th.
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I’m convinced that by pushing Christmas up our asses earlier and earlier every year has diminished the holiday for me. It’s still my favorite holiday, but it just isn’t the same anymore.
I guess it could be that my parents finally told me that Santa isn’t real, but I’m not buyin’ it.
What?! Santa isn’t real?!
It’s like that old bullshizz when we were younger where Back to School crap started arriving around the 4th of July. Damn I hated that.
Oooh and the Staples commercials. “It’s the most wonderful tiiiime of the yearrrrrr…”
Down in Costa Rica, 2 weeks ago, they had aisles of Christmas stuff in every store.
That’s massively early, but I don’t think they were skipping over any holidays by doing that, unless they celebrate Halloween.
I was buying half-price pirate gear the other day when I rounded the corner in Target and there it was, staring me in the face – a f’ing reindeer. I almost punched its little red nose.
Whenever I’m buying half-price pirate gear, I get the urge to punch things. Frankly I’d pay to see you punch Rudolph in the face.
Man. I hate Christmas. Seriously. I think this may be why.
Fine. I’m taking the car I bought you back to the dealer.
Don’t do it, ‘66!
You had Lemmon right where you wanted her – all pissed off, just before you sprung the surprise of a new Lexus on her with giant red bow on top.
I guess you can always recover by buying diamonds.
Anything else and you’re a cheap bastard.
Actually, stores decided to push up when they set out holiday-related shit because of the economy. They think that it will goad people into spreading out their holiday shopping, thus spending more, rather than saving it to proper season-’tising-time, when people will be even more broke. Happy holidays, paupers!