The Joys of Christmas

Roughly two thousand years ago near Jerusalem a young woman was visited; this visitor told her great things, she listened and then...they had a right good shag.
Were she a little smarter she would have spent the valuable time she had before her pregnancy became noticeable coming up with a plausible excuse to give to her husband that could explain her simultaneously being up the duff and supposedly being a virgin, however, she was fourteen and short-sighted so she wasted her time.
So, when the inevitable question came from her husband she was unprepared. As a result her response was stammered and unconvincing; she knew how transparent it was but unbelievably he bought it (he was a carpenter, not an academic) and she thanked the God she didn't believe in.
She didn't even remember most of the details of the fabrication the next day.
Little did she know that her lie would have had such disastrous and hilarious consequences.

The Beginning of Something Terrible

Well, if you are currently reading this I applaud you; literacy is the first test. Unfortunately for you the next several are persistence and patience with a blog that will undoubtedly have very few followers and be maintained and commented upon infrequently.
Whether you have accessed this piece of digital detritus deliberately or not it is probably best you know now that all future posts will be opinionated and on occassion offensive. I have no plans to alter the way I think or post for others as I am simply too inconsiderate and lazy to attempt to change for the better at this point in life.
If you are still reading I applaud your patience and if you intend to continue I salute you; you are braver than I.