Merry Yuletide
Taking this opportunity – whilst I have one to spare – to wish all the member of The Occult Corner a Very Merry Yuletide and a Happy and Prosperous New Year (although I feel like a hypocrite wishing the new year bit). In the Land of Oz, we begin every day before most of the world, so I get to experience the joys and wonder of Xmas day before the vast majority – suck shit!
And I’ll be smoking pipe tobacco and drinking caffeine drinks, augmented by refined, head-kicker cannabis and high-octane spirits, because I want to be in orbit with the space monkeys.
Because it’ll be humid; gin and tonics with thick, squeezed lime slices and ice will be the preferred option. G&T is just so simple, yet so sophisticated. It also helps liberate the look-down-my-nose-at-you Pommie bastard in me.
And I’m asking everyone who reads this – my from the heart, festive season message - not to forget to worship our Prince Satan on the day. I will be and so should you. I do it through emulation. Just stating.
Try to have a great one!
Al.
Ps. Decades ago, at a shopping centre - when I was young – whilst photographs were being taken, I asked Santa for a bicycle, but I never got one. The next year I asked Santa for a bicycle and/or Ant Farm; but again, I didn’t get either. When my parents forced my crying younger brother and I to get photographed with Santa the next year, I hopped unto his leg, reminded him of the bicycle and Ant Farm, then pissed myself. I’d been saving it, so that Santa would remember. The whole photo session was stopped. All down one red trouser leg and in his gumboot as well.