No, no, he's not a shoplifter. He just bought the last 'Fuzzle-Me-Woofy' on the shelf and he's off to make a killing on eBay.
Inspired by the fact that I got a lot of Christmas shopping done tonight.
That's right, I said
Christmas. Call me perverse, but the more people try to strangle the actual name or meaning of "the holidays", the more I must insist on using the proper name for it.
It's not a religious thing. It's an anti-bullshit thing.
Sorry. Ranted there.
