Scrooge is doing pretty good but it all goes to hell as he flips out and loses all holiday spirit one week later when he has to waste a whole day taking down $%@!ing Christmas decorations!!!!

“Tiny Tim! Unless you’re dying right now you get you get the hell out here and help me with these lights!!!”

On a related note, we had to take down our decorations today.

I think I’ll go jewish next year. Eight nights of gifts and one candelabra? Sounds good to me.

Ag

Merry Christmas from Ducky, everyone. He’d wish it to you himself, but he’s busy guarding his new kitty.

Ag

Most importantly this implies she thinks I actually have a heart.

Or that she wanted empirical evidence.

Probably the latter.

Ag

Quentin Tarantino.

He’s the reason for the season.

If that’s your thing.

If not, here’s hoping you have a better than average Tuesday.

Thanks for taking a few seconds every now and then to look at what I post. It means more to me than I can ever adequately convey. It’s a daily gift that I don’t take for granted.

Thank you all.

Ag

Family Tension Christmas Carols via Twitter

Does he think buying a big fucking turkey will make him immortal?

Ag

Merry Christmas Eve From Ducky!

wellthatsjustducky:

Me: It’s almost Christmas, Ducky.

Ducky: Already? 

Me: Time flies when you have no sense of it, huh?

Ducky: Oh, geez! I haven’t heard someone bring up that old myth for years.

Me: Three weeks.

Ducky: Really?

Me: Yup.

Ducky: …

Me: …

Ducky: Time flies.

Me: I see a present under the tree from you for me.

Ducky: Yup. 

Me: Thank you.

Ducky: The Lady helped me.

Me: I assumed.

Ducky: I assume there’s a little something for me under there?

Me: Of course. The Lady helped with those too.

Ducky: I assumed. She has proven useful. We should keep her.

Me: That is the plan.

Ducky: The cat can go.

Me: I’m afraid they’re a package deal.

Ducky: …

Me: Like you and me.

Ducky: …

Me: Like a cooler version of you and me?

Ducky: Unless you are comparing yourself to the one of them that’s allowed to poop in a box in the house, I am uncomfortable with the analogy.

Me: Technically they’re both allowed to poop in a box in the house. They Lady just prefers the toilet.

Ducky: …

Me: Just one of the little things I love about her.

Ducky: …

Me: Her preference for toilets over boxes.

Ducky: …

Me: …

Ducky: …

Me: The Lady increases the chances that your dinners don’t get delayed when I work late.

Ducky: …

Me: …

Ducky: Fine. The cat can stay.

Me: That’s the Christmas spirit!

Ducky: Let’s wrap her.

Me: That’s less festive.

Ducky: Merry Christmas, Daddy.

Me: Merry Christmas, Ducky.