Mind you, it's one of the nicest Christmases I've had for quite some time.
I remained relatively sober throughout the day.
I didn't insult anyone.
I didn't spill cranberry sauce down my new top.
I only belched (not farted - because I am a lady and we do not make bottom noises) in front of guests.
Best of all...!!!!
In my parents' back garden there's a stray cat eating the turkey leftovers... and he looks exactly like HITLER!
This has been a source of great amusement to me because I can no longer go out through the back door without shouting "Arbeit Macht Frei" or "Sieg Heil".
Now they've locked the door and hidden the key on me. Gits.
I'd post a photo of him but the bugger keeps running off to annex some other neighbour's garden. In the meantime, here's something himmler ... er... similar.