Now you can stay home from work and eat candy and watch T.V., and every single one of your friends, work peers, and family members hates you fiercely for it.
I wish for once I could go to someone's house for Christmas instead of forever having them at mine.
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My heart's in the highlands My heart is not here My heart's in the highlands A-chasing the deer --Robert Burns
Thig crioch air an saoghal, ach mairidh gaol is ceòl. The world will pass away, but love and music last forever.
Gluais faicilleach le cupan làn. Go carefully with a full cup.
Shazam! You work up the money for a long vacation of dart-throwing and Guiness-drinking. Too bad you blew it all in the first night, so you spend the rest of your life wandering around a Dublin airport asking for donations.
I wish nothing started on Monday morning until noon.
Oooohhh. . . dangerous thing, time. Nothig starts until noon on Mondays, but it's still six AM at noon, and you have the whole morning and the afternoon to squash in between noon and quitting time.
I wish I wre independently employed and had no boss.
Now you can sit at home for months on your own time. Unfortunately, your computer broke during the second day and the repair cost is sending your wallet contents into negative numbers. You can fix this only by working for a living...back at an office.
Bang! Everyone knows who Albanach are! You can never get away from them. Albanach posters are pasted over the streets and your car is stolen because it contained an Albanach CD case inside it. When someone says, "I don't really like them," there is instant destruction involving smoke and gunfire.
I wish the radio (not CR specifically but any station) played my favorite song whenever I wanted.
Boom! All radios play ONLY the songs you like. Now everybody is jealous and you get hate mail from everyone who would like to hear songs that THEY like for a change!
I wish my wife would surprise me with an all-expenses paid trip to Scotland for Christmas!
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Slàn agus beannachd, Allen R. Alderman
'S i Alba tìr mo chridhe. 'S i Gàidhlig cànan m' anama. Scotland is the land of my heart. Gaelic is the language of my soul.
Shazam! Bits of bread and fish rain down on Brighton Beach daily! Unfortunatley, the birds got tired of waiting so they wnet to a different beach... Now all that stuff is ongering on the beach and piling up... SHEW! What a stench!
I wish everyone on earth had a friend this Christmas...
Realm: Sweden, but me heart's in Scotland - An t-Suain, ach tha mo chridhe às ann Alba
CACHIIIINGG!!! From now on wrapping paper will be created from thin air - however everyone will stop buying presents since there is no fun when you can see what you'll get through the wrapping.
I wish I was given a house on the Isle of Lewis in Scotland to where I could travel from my home in Sweden whenever I wanted
If you think you can hold me down I beg to differ If you think you can twist my words I'll sing forever
Tha gach uile dhuine air a bhreth saor agus co-ionnan ann an urram 's ann an còirichean. Tha iad air am breth le reusan is le cogais agus mar sin bu chòir dhaibh a bhith beò nam measg fhein ann an spiorad bràthaireil
If you think you can hold me down I beg to differ If you think you can twist my words I'll sing forever
POOF! That's all very nice, but the locals get a bit sick of having a foreigner pop around town whenever he feels like it, so they move your house to the most freezing, desolate part in Lewis.
I wish CDs weren't so expensive!!
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