What else? Merry Christmas!

What else can I be returned the uncle when I live in such a world of fools as this Merry Christmas Out upon merry Christmas What's Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money a time for finding yourself a year older and not an hour richer a time for balancing your books and having every item in em through a round dozen of months presented dead against you If could work my will said Scrooge indignantly every idiot who goes about with Merry Christmas on his lips should be boiled with his own pudding and buried with a stake of holly through his heart He should

" What else can I be," returned the uncle, " when I live in such a world of fools as this ? Merry Christmas ! Out upon merry Christmas ! What's Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money ; a time for finding yourself a year older, and not an hour richer; a time for balancing your books and having every item in 'em through a round dozen of months presented dead against you? If could work my will," said Scrooge indignantly, " every idiot who goes about with ' Merry Christmas,' on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart. He should!"

A Christmas Carol In Prose : Being a Ghost Story of Christmas Por Charles Dickens