Ahh, Christmas. It’s the most wonderful time of the year. A time of joy, of family, of giving and receiving gifts. A time for bringing out the trusty tree, putting it up in the corner of the living room, and decorating the hell out of it with tinsel, stars and underwear.
What’s that? You don’t hang your Yuletide conifer with sparkly g-strings?
You’re clearly nowhere near as cool as Irish Twitter user Alex Bermingham‘s grandma, who somehow ended up decorating her tree with beautiful, sparkly purple baubles that, while decorative, also definitely contained skimpy underwear.
https://twitter.com/Alex_Bermingham/status/940330369215352843
See, this is the problem with those giant retail stores that sell literally everything. You go in on the search for a nice festive bauble, and you walk out with butt-floss in disguise.
https://twitter.com/Alex_Bermingham/status/940340449876770822
Also, who is actually in the market for sparkly purple thongs packaged in plastic Christmas baubles? Who is actually having a very kinky Christmas? Filthy animals, the lot of you.
Fortunately at least Bermingham knows she’s not alone, as there’s been a veritable storm of approval, as well as some commiseratory stories featuring the many Christmas miracles that are grandmas.
https://twitter.com/1place2souls/status/940739075824345088
I know someone, who, in collusion with his sister (both adult – rest of family unaware of the deed) ‘doctored’ a Christmas cracker so that when their straight laced old aunt ‘pulled it and won’ there was a pair of fishnet stockings inside – ‘Oh Norman – what strange crackers!’
— paul dennis (@trypewriter01) December 12, 2017
This is just gold 😂😂😭😭 https://t.co/jGdh7oW67H
— Doireann Garrihy (@DoireannGarrihy) December 13, 2017
https://twitter.com/KodjoGlover/status/940655585585958918
Ahh, grannies. Bless them all, every one.
