Behind the 8-ball today, trying to finish up work at The Job Which Must Not Be Named before taking some time off for Christmas. That said, I know your day would be ruined without something to read, so in honor of your fifth-to-last day before Christmas, may I present a very little Christmas humor:
How do you know when a snowman is mad at you? He gives you the cold shoulder.
What does a snowman eat for lunch? An Iceberger
What do you call a polar bear wearing earmuffs? Anything you like, he can’t hear you.
Those of you not finished with your shopping or dreading time with certain relatives are hereby given a free pass to consume as many sweets as you want. “Desserts” is “Stressed” spelled backward, you see, and that means you’re not overindulging, you’re reversing the effects.