Saturday, January 03, 2009

Thanks for All the Crap.

Dashing from the plane.
Hiding presents from the rain.
Paying for a cab.
To carry all this crap.

Sitting on the couch.
Pick out a kid to play the elf.
Starting to unwrap.
Piles of Christmas crap.

We don't have to talk to each other.
Brother, we don't have to talk at all.
We don't have to talk to each other.
It's Christmas time...
Thanks for all the crap.

I tell the one where you stole my concert tickets.
Tell the one where we locked you in a box.
Sister tells the one where I totally wrecked her car.
On purpose. Because I'm a douche bag.
Thanks.
Thanks for all the crap.

We don't have to talk to each other.
We don't have to talk at all.
We don't have to talk to each other.
It's Christmas time...
Thanks for all the crap.

Paying for a cab.
Dashing to the plane.