I care for them so the temptation to smack them upside the head is diverted just enough to annoy the fuck out of me. Take my one friend for instance... the one that ended up helping my boss give me grief about the upcoming holiday season.

My friend: How about if we got together at whatever time you like over the Yule time xmas. Say on Tuesday the 25th. I don't want to mention xmas, Hoewever we have created a tradition. whether you like it or not. It is up to you

My response: I can't believe you went there. Oy. You can mention Christmas all you like. It's not like it doesn't exist... ass. :p The 25th is just fine with me. Again... ass.

I swear to G-d I'm going to list my religion as FSM and insist on having Friday Mass at work. A little garlic bread, some spaghetti and the funkiest music I can find... set on high. For the holidays I'll hang strings of pasta around the desk, along with some garlic cloves to really stink up the place. You want me to get involved in the holiday spirit? You got it!

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HAIL THE NOODLEY ONE.

RAmen.

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