RUSSIA, 2008

Dima and you were hanging out like usual, taking a walk around the neighborhood. you two were drinking some beer straight from the bottle while wandering around, snow everywhere.

the guy was blabbering about how he hates christmas, the holiday that was coming soon. by his view, the holiday was boring and a waste of the time, all because he got an mediocre gift when he was a little boy. but could you blame him? he was rather poor, and only wanted an at least acceptable gift for that day.