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Today, I was bombarded by my nephew about my most coveted hate. Which is, of course, the ''holiday'' Christmas. When i hear the phrase ''merry christmas'' my teeth start to clench, and my hatred starts raging. How can they be happy when they are in poverty. How can they feel happiness when they might freeze in their beds. How could the feel ANY joy what so ever! When they are out of work and out of money. I just don't understand their confounded minds. For what am I supposed to understand, there is nothing to even give a second thought. For I am of the wealthy and I am of the rich. I say Christmas, Bah Humbug! the lot of it. And that nephew of mine, is he tryin' to run himself into an early grave. For he already has himself a wife and children. Bah...Humbug! What a stupid and pitiful thing love is. Does he take me for a fool? All that merry Christmas is a thing only the weak of heart. Who can't rely on their own will power to get things done. Christmas is just a huge waste of time and energy, I say! Who are they kidden! BAH HUMBUG!
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