All I Want For Christmas Is a Nice Belt
I have hardly done any Christmas shopping for my family. I come from a long line of procrastinators. Every year since I started college, my brothers and I go to Best Buy on Christmas Eve and buy each other stuff. Like “Hey, Vix, I want this DVD.” “Okay. I want these headphones.” “Okay.” It’s great. Since we already know what our presents are, no wrapping is required other than attaching a twice-used ribbon thingy on it and writing someone’s name in permanent marker across the box.
On Friday I emailed all my family members asking what I should get them for Christmas. This morning I came into the office and had four emails saying “I don’t really want anything. What do you want?”
I WANT YOU TO WANT SOMETHING! FOR UNDER FIFTY BUCKS! JACKASS!
