"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 I 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!"
