Have you bought your mom something nice yet? What about your brother? Step brother? Step brother’s boyfriend? What about sending a Christmas card to that boss that fired you a few months back because you took off your pants during a quarterly meeting? I know you felt it was justified, and I’m all for the freedom to express yourself, so you should feel obligated to send your previous employer a photo of your ass with the caption, “Season’s Greetings!”
I spend my holidays stirring a bowl of milk with soggy cereal for hours in the morning, followed up by an overwhelming fear of seeing my family because I think I have a future in writing garbage on the internet.