When ‘fuck it, it’s Christmas’ goes wrong. You know the familiar pattern, it’s payday, you’re rich and when you pay by card everythings free. So you live like a queen for that first gloroius week.
You check your balance and you’re in the red, minus hundreds! You’re card has obviously been cloned and some dick dastardly has robbed you blind. Who the fuck is E.U.Sarl? You have never bought anything from there! £3.99, £67.98, £52.19 – oh yeah, shit that’s amazon.
Fuck it, it’s Christmas, these were obviously all selfless altruistic buys and you promise yourself you’ll do better next month. Its not like everything you bought is for you. Not. At. All. Little Billy’s got a spiderman.
You sit there wondering why are you such a drunk, over indulgent, shopaholic, whilst enjoying your second bottle of prossecco.
