I'm not sure how I will celebrate this year, other than by sleeping too late. But then, I do that almost every day. I can't slaughter goats in this neighborhood, of course. Accursed zoning laws! An orgy might be appropriate, but not with the people around here. I haven't planned any sort of feast. I'll probably just pick a few ripe cherries from the tree, and drink an extra bottle of beer. Ah, holidays just aren't what they used to be.
Pagan for a Day
I'm not sure how I will celebrate this year, other than by sleeping too late. But then, I do that almost every day. I can't slaughter goats in this neighborhood, of course. Accursed zoning laws! An orgy might be appropriate, but not with the people around here. I haven't planned any sort of feast. I'll probably just pick a few ripe cherries from the tree, and drink an extra bottle of beer. Ah, holidays just aren't what they used to be.
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