Filtered against evil
Things I have learned about your holidays:
--You guys really like beards on your mythological figures. Like, to an unhealthy degree. What's up with that? --Never try to snake the last shopping cart from a woman surrounded by three kids. --It is a Bad Idea to ask a woman in a black dress (a habit, I came to find out) if red and green were the beard guy's favorite colors. You won't get an answer, but you will lose 45 minutes of your life. --It is way too fucking cold to be celebrating anything. --Most importantly, your universe seems to approve my mocking Zell. All of the things I could have wished for, and stealing the last Balamb Garden hotdog right out from under his deeply obsessed nose is still the most satisfying thing I could have asked for.
Two questions: 1.) Are we done with the holidays until it's actually properly warm? 2.) Who does a guy talk to about getting a legal ID here? I'd really like it if I could make some money that your stores would actually take. I managed to charm my way into some groceries, but I'm pretty sure that only works the one time.