Let's see...My Christmas will consist of my mom and sister trying to outdo each other in the kitchen, and my sister getting drunk on chillable red, dad on his vodka tonic, Gary with his beer, me probably pill popping and drinking some amaretto, and mom calling all us a bunch of lushes. Someone (probably my sister) will trip/fall/run into something. I'll be playing videogames with my nephew, killing zombies while drunk off my ass, and my niece will be playing with her new guinea pig, Gilbert Charlie Robison.