I tried to get them to go shopping with me.
.............It didn't work.
I tried arguing them into going to the mall.
............ It didn't work.
I tried whining.
...........This so(!) used to work.
I tried ordering.
...........They stared at me.
I tried threats. "Fine! Don't go. You'll get socks for Christmas!"
"Kewl." Said one.
Fine. On to plan "B".
Yep, good ole "Plan B." As soon as I think of it.
Oh....................AND WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE BRING UP THE 47 #$%&! BOXES OF CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS UP FROM THE BASEMENT, PLEASE ?!?!?
Ho. Ho. Friggen. Ho.
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