christmas

He probably changed his mind again about asking for an iPhone 4S or a Galaxy Nexus for Christmas.

Not only did the dad use the wrong form of "your," he also uncontracted "you're." That's some hardcore transgression.

Given the choice, I would rather that Santa gave me coal instead of colon. Coal isn't as smelly and only slightly more messy. Plus, to "put colon in your stocking" is laced with way more innuendo than I'm comfortable with.

Either her mood turned on a dime, or she was too filled with rage to remember to update her mass texting list.

Hitting on strangers: the saddest thing to do on Christmas Day.

Text the halls with icons of emotions!

This sums up Christmas morning for at least 30 people.