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Each year, on Christmas Eve, Santa circumnavigates the world dropping off presents to good children. Almost everywhere he stops, after a chimney descent, it's a glass of sherry and mince pie. As his sleigh lightens, so Santa gets heavier. Poor old Rudolph and co, all they get are carrots; well, someone's got to stay sober.

Santa's work is pretty tough, but he does get the perks. Not so for Mrs C. Imagine her lot. She's cooked a lovely turkey dinner when this fat, drunken old bastard rushes past, soot everywhere, to spend the rest of the day on the bog.

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    Lisa Williams over 3 years ago

    Ha! Love it. As for Mrs C I bet she's not alone in her wasted time xx

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    Drew Martyn over 3 years ago

    Haha at last someone brave enough to tell the real truth about Christmas

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    Michael D. Brooks over 3 years ago

    Pardon my crudeness, but I'm sure Santa will have one hell of a yule log. I rather enjoy Christmas stories that lightheartedly poke fun of the fantasized commercialization of the holiday.

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    Neville Hunt over 3 years ago

    Yes, Michael, he might have a hell of a Yule log, but after so much sherry it might not just be his beard that's droopy. Thanks for reading and commenting.

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