Well, another year has passed and it's Christmas again. Yay and hurray, merry Christmas to you all.
But why don't I feel merry and joyous and fluffy? It can't be the fact that there is no snow, can it? It cannot, it cannot, it cannot. It isn't. No, yup, it is. That's the reason. So, Mr Weather Man up there in the sky, bring us some of that marvellous snow. Fulfil my wish, oh pretty please.
But even so:
Have a wonderful Christmas and may the year two thousand and seven bring you laughter, joy, health and wealth!