Comments on: Christmas Songs in the Supermarket

By: Alexia

Alexia — Sun, 25 Nov 2007 15:31:41 +0000

I love all those shitty Christmas songs.. especially the old ones. Worked in Dunnes during college and the best about being there over the festive season _was_ the songs. Customers were cranky and the constant smell of chocolate put me off Irish Rose for bloody years..

By: Bock

Bock — Sat, 24 Nov 2007 02:36:32 +0000

Jesus, Mary Witzl. Why be so straitened in the laces?

By: Mary Witzl

Mary Witzl — Thu, 22 Nov 2007 10:21:46 +0000

Love the Christmas, hate the hype.

I suggest a good dose of Southpark’s spirited Christmas songs. I’m too straight-laced to quote them here, but they cheer me up every single time.

By: Bock

Bock — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 20:21:54 +0000

Unlike an 11-year-old boy you could just get drunk with.

By: badgerdaddy

badgerdaddy — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 20:17:33 +0000

Holy fucking shit. It’s just dawned on me - this Christmas, I will be sharing a house with an 11-year-old girl. I’m actually going to have to ‘do’ Christmas, for real.

Bollocks.

Normally I go for a longish run and have a sausage sarnie, then read for a bit, take a walk and watch some movies, with no religion or anything special about the day at all. Except the sausage sarnies, obviously.

This year it will be tree, gifts, food, sitting down at a table… Argh!

By: Medbh

Medbh — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 18:16:56 +0000

I hate the season as well and wish you much success with your song.

I feel badly for the people in retail who have to listen to that shit on a loop for so long. I would go mental.
When I ask staff if the music drives them nuts and they reply that they love it, I steer clear.

By: Bock

Bock — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 17:24:23 +0000

HQ: Yeah. Sometimes being deaf is good.

Conan: Go to Lesotho then. Or Kenya. Or Morocco.

Badgerdaddy: Never in the supermarket, or at least not in mine.

ProblemChildBride: It isn’t Christmas. It’s the shite songs.

Caro: As above

S&C: Yes. They did. The bastards.

Maroon: Carols I could fucking live with. Slade, no. George Michael, no.

Margaret: A Sports-Utility Reindeer, perhaps.

By: Margaret

Margaret — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 13:06:10 +0000

Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Coming home from our house Christmas Eve
People say there’s no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe…

By: Dr Maroon

Dr Maroon — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 12:41:40 +0000

that’s right, blame Midge fucking Ure. He never gets a mention oh vienna nor a knighthood neither but when the chips is down it’s all his fault.
I was in tesco last night and still no carols, i think they’ve learned their lesson vienna give us your fukkin’ munny! Wouldn’t be so bad, but I can’t forgive Bob for hob nobbing with politicians and taking a knighthood and staying in London among them all and yet STILL moaning about them while little Peaches and Fifi Trixipops go to Rodene or however you spell it I don’t like Munnndays I never loved Eva Braun, but apart from that I have no thoughts on the matter. Midge never took an honour (wasn’t offered probably)

Liked the image of the prison officer muttering through the bars.

By: Sniffle & Cry

Sniffle & Cry — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 12:03:13 +0000

Did they play the Wham classic, ” Last Christmas” , from when George was still straight. Or that other mulled wine classic, the sparkley Slade’s, ” Here it is Merry Christmas “. More difficult then listening to them, was dancing to them.