When I was a kid it seemed like we went to Mass every day that week, which meant I wore my 600% polyester tan "suit" with a brown clip-on about five fucking times, and then the "piéce de resistence!" was lining up Easter morning the same as we did Christmas morning, getting all wound up "ooooh, did the Easter Bunny come??!?" only to find out that yes, he had, but instead of leaving toys or anything remotely fun or useful, he left a gay basket with candy in it. Wow. Thanks asshole; how long do I hafta pretend I give a shit before I can throw the crap out? - XMASTIMEI present to you...my tan suit.
Mukluks: Sistatime!
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