So since I'm a day ahead of everyone, I'm usually drunk first and in a festivus mood.

I have my pole set up, we have the feats of strength all sorted and then we sit down and tell each other how bitterly disappointed we are with each other.
Ah Festivus, such a lovely time.


Oh and Merry Christmas to all those non Festivites







(for those who don't get it, watch Seinfeld)

I would expect nothing less from you Blayne.

Merry Christmas to you as well, I hope Santa treated you well!

"Festivus for the rest of us!"