Fear and Loathing at Christmastime
Aah, 'tis the season to don the much-maligned Christmas sweater We love them, we hate them. We love to hate them. Granted, for the most part, these aren't handmade, but I'm going to overlook that small matter and hope you readers do, too.
Without further ado, I present my most feared Christmas sweaters of the year:
Ho ho ho dear.
Bow or curlers? Or weren't you looking at her head?
It's always greener on the inside of the sweater.
Did someone take advantage of their obvious drunken states?
The King! And someone with a white beard.
The institution of the Christmas sweater has unfortunately been co-opted by a new trend of "Ugly Christmas Sweater" parties. But have faith. Somewhere, the uninitiated are still pulling their prized ones out of mothballs every year.
Off to pull mine out!
(I've tried to attribute the sweaters to their sources where ever possible, but in many cases they are making their rounds on the Internet. If you know a source I've missed, please leave a comment below.)