Turkey, potatoes, mince pies and a bottle of Christmas cheer all settling in my belly making the odd gaseous appearance .... heaven on earth.
Sometimes it would get spoiled with the children yapping about something or the usual, "please don't hurt us, if you leave now we'll not even call the police."
Listen bitches! we're a happy family, I'm uncle Knudsen so fuck up and be happy or I'll cut you.
This year made Old Knudsen cry. It wasn't because 'Handles' the Cyberhead stopped working it was because the show was shite. Last year we had The Snowmen which was shite and now this .... I can't take anymore it spoils Christmas and has me waking up naked and covered in blood under a strange Christmas tree ... like you do.