So last night my parents were so faded that my naive sister even figured it out. So we made "gourmet" snacks for Santa. One was a cookie slathered in BBQ sauce (which looked like a chocolate sauce), topped with a banana, a dab of wasabi, and crushed crackers. The other was some weird cake ****. They ate it all, I don't think they noticed.

Instead of Andrew Jackson Jihad, I ended up getting my sister the new Moon Hooch album since she likes Too Many Zooz and she's turned on to them now. My dad loved the cigar box guitar kit. When he opened it up I was like "I got you a box of cigars!" and the fool hates smoking/smokers with a passion, so that was pretty funny.

I'm pretty hammered already. Merry Christophe.

Wtf did I just watch?

Holiday traditions, of course.

How is that guy even alive??
You know what, I submit, you Norwegians are vastly more manly than I...this guy should be dead from hypothermia. He walks around in the snow on his bare feet?

Hypothermia is relative.

:D

Just watched it thinking what a strange cunt.

/end contest

you should have gotten that on video for them to enjoy once they sobered up.

I don't think I've ever been that drunk in my entire life. :laughing: That's awful.

They were pretty baked as well, which clearly didn't help things.