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So, because of this campaign:
I guess I can't go ahead and buy this very thoughtful present to give to my chef-bloke-mates...
BOOOOOO. Hissssss. Humbug!
I am encouraged to therefore spend less on gifts and more on relationships. Erm, isn't that the same thing?
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great news! so does that mean I don't have to buy you your Chuck Taylors? wohoooo. Or maybe I should try make them myself..........
Posted by: Big bro | Saturday, 13 December 2008 at 19:57
Nice sentiment behind it but when you ask a ridiculous question like 'How did Jesus celebrate Christmas?' it turns into guff.
I'm pretty sure he didn't celebrate it at all, him being only 0.1 minutes old. And the fact that someone then nicked the Winter Solstice and rebranded it as Christmas is neither here nor there...
And the use of kinetic type is a bit average - there's loads of better stuff on YouTube (e.g. Full Metal Jacket, Fight Club examples)
Posted by: James | Monday, 15 December 2008 at 21:39
All very good points. Your mother would be proud of you.
However, having just trawled through the awfulness that is Bluewater - it's obvious that our locust society deserves to be wiped out by Keanu. We produce and sell so much UTTER CRAP!
Posted by: eevilmidget | Tuesday, 16 December 2008 at 10:36
“Joke” presents. Flying pig mobiles? Margaret Thatcher nutcrackers? A “Party In Progress!” kit, consisting of two tiny traffic cones and a reel of police incident tape, reading “Party in Progress!” Is this a true expression of how you feel for someone in your life? Or just another bin-bag full of capitalism's numbing flotsam, for them to cart down the charity shop on January 11? If you experience genuine difficulties in buying a “normal” “unfunny” present, try this visualisation: a Third World orphan crouching in a sweatshop, staring down at a “Grow Your Own Boobies” kit, and wondering just what kind of country Britain is.
Posted by: Caitlin Moran - The Times | Thursday, 18 December 2008 at 17:24
No. It is your duty to spend money on pointless tat to keep the global economy from crashing.
Posted by: levy | Tuesday, 06 January 2009 at 01:17