December 1st, 2009
Nice to see everyone is getting festived! We can all sing merry carols as we look for calender shop.
O! O wait look, who is this coming over to us! it is an man, who is sort of a bit like a child, only, sort of, more like an old man looked at through some supernatural medium (like boo!-ray, what ghosts watch films on, muhuh) that makes it like he’s over there and squashed. He’s really weird, I don’t like looking at him.
We know him though! He’s the Spirit of Christmas Past! He works in the Accounts Office doesn’t he, remember? Where he keeps Accounts of past events. Maybe he doesn’t, maybe that was to do with ghosts and stuff. I mean, I remember thinking Bob Marley worked on the information desk at the shopping centre, but that’s pretty unlikely.
Helloed, Spirit of Christmas Past!
“Greetings, boy! Season’s greetings!” he say. Him uncharacteristically jolly this year!
Yu’r uncharacteristically jolly this year ghost of past!
“Not the Ghost any more, my boy! The Spirit only! For thanks to you, my brothers and I are no longer doomed to the fractured existence we once knew!”
Hehe u were all grumping last year, going grump grump grump!
“And well I might, for I faced my doom! But it is your unbreakable good cheer and – please pardon the term – spirit, which, by its very existence, allows us to endure!”
What’s that you’re on about there m80?
“Oh, it isn’t for the young to bear the burdens of the elderly. Come with me! We don’t want to run out of time!”
Eh? Go with you? Why, what’s this in aid of?
“Your welfare! I’m going to personally escort you to your Advent Calendar this year, and ensure you avoid any danger!”
Yes! Hooray! Brills! Come on m8s and m8resses, we’re off to see Snatter and all the elfes again in north pole! Hoorayy Christmas! 