We'll schedule that for the day after Christmas... saves us the bother of exchanging/regifting those crappy electronics, lame socks, loud ties, ugly sweaters, and obligatory stale fruitcakes.
It's like, thanks to those relatives we only hear from two, three times a year, we have that one room in our house that looks like The Grinch's landfill. "Well, you never know, they
might pop in unexpected-like, so we should keep one or two on display, just in case..." "Honey, your Aunt Lucinda hasn't visited us since Jimmy Carter was a sitting President. I think you can safely toss her life-size velvet Elvis painting
and the collection of Hummel figurines missing a couple of heads and half their hands."
Reminds me of a joke I heard in an old Saturday Night Live sketch about having a birthday on Christmas... [
a la Dennis Miller] "...Otherwise known as 'National Screwed-Out-of-a-Present Day' ".
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