Fah'hawad my friend.
Like I was telling old maht above.
Christmas over here is kind of a sweaty, miserable... It's like going to the dentist and having dinner afterwards.
By virtue of my marvellous religious beliefs and exciting, lucrative occupation.
I dunt celebrate Christmas, I actually usually work over Christmas.
But there is still tequila goin on over here. At the old family residence.
My sister likes the tequila, and me mum likes to neck whatever alcohol ye got.
Availability is the key I'm told.
I don't drink, so I wouldn't know anymore.
But wow, do people not like to get walking into walls, leaning over kitchen bench, somehow smokin MY cigarettes drunk for the old festive season...
Do they not my friend?
Do they not?