With Christmas upon us, let us rejoice for good news has come to all mankind! Other peoples photos remind us that there is not right, or wrong way to observe the holidays.
Remember that holiday when the patio umbrella went missing and when your mom went next do to the Livermore's house to ask if they had seen it, but the Livermore's just kept mum about the patio umbrella, that had yellow fringe just like the Livermore's artificial tree had that year.
Neither does Calliope.
Those tortured Christmas Eve's with Uncle Buster and Aunt Billie. He smelled like Winston cigarettes and she smelled like Jim Beam.
Those Christmas' with your ex-inlaws who were so cold, and robotic.
And then there were your grandparents. Well not your grandparents, but someone's grandparents.
And Aunt Dorinda who stopped by on her way to go-go cage at Happy Al's.
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What's yer beef, Hon?