You burn the Patrick's day church one night out of spite

That fucking green church. Those fucking Irish bitches. You are a not going to tolerate they're kind any more. The existence of they're religion is a attack on yours. That church must go. You drink up a few cups of courage and gather your tools. A gas can full of petrol and a lighter and a handful of magazines. You walk over to the church. But thug ruffians are patrolling that grounds with full automatic bag pipes and shock Shillelaghs. You didn't drink up enough courage to face this. you go home drink more. Vomit, then pass out.

1. You're a bum, a failure, not worthy of the Christmas spirit
2. You wake up and Christmas has passed by without you