Neil, I've taken it upon myself to redistribute your Christmas gifts from our adorable siblings. While it's lovely that our pretty faces are enough to forgive and forget our fatal flaws, if we drink our Christmas gifts today we'll be homeless by the new year. Merry Christmas. You're welcome. I'll put them all on the baby Jesus' shit list. Let's play some Xbox.
You got your neighbors about 80 gallons of re-gifted booze for Christmas, brother. Courtesy of the young cute ones. Just in case they send thank you notes. Here's hoping they send cookies instead.