What do a bunch of random Canadian drinkers in a London pub got that I haven’t got, Pumpkins? I’ll tell you what! Roundtrip AC tickets! Heck, I can drink in a pub. How hard is that?
Last year, one of the Jethrine stand-ins here got some gloves & a tuque from WestJet. Others got flat screen TV’s. Diamond rings. You name it (she didn’t). Just for showing up for a flight. I show up for flights!
This year WestJet gave away horses and engines and stuff to a whack of people in the DR.
What the heck? Is it some kind of conspiracy to look for places Ivanna won’t be and give away cool stuff? I bet that next year I could run along the beach in Cuba for all of December and no one would give me a car.
What do I care about some drunken expats? They should be happy they don’t have to deal with their in-laws at xmas. Now, if you told me I had to spend xmas in London, I’d be like all ‘woohoo’. Why don’t they go shopping for tea or something and leave the tickets. Grabby people.
Frankly, dahrlings, I really don’t see how any of this is the spirit of giving if I’m not involved in the getting.
