Each year, we draw "themes" for Christmas stockings
to split the effort of filling them--things like "What Smells?",
"Tool Time," and "Eat Me" are the topics to pick from.
Then we draw from a vessel of some sort and this year,
in what may become a new tradition, we stuck them to our
heads like Indian (Is that PC any more?) Poker.
The last person to have theirs still stuck to the head
won bragging rights. For whatever they're worth.
This year, it was Jess.
Jason sneezed his off, and I knocked mine off with
my camera when I took a picture.
Everyone else was out of contention VERY early on.
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