Let's start another thread about caroling phobia. I just freaking hate them. Did I ask for a serenade at my house? No! I don't know what's worse… Forcing an uncomfortable smile in an attempt to pretend I appreciate this borderline sociopathic event at my front door or my Ricky Bobby-eque problem of not knowing what to do with my hands. I'm letting it slide this year but 2014 I'm keeping a fire extinguisher sized pepper spray cannon by my front door.
I'm glad we're all sharing in this cathartic experience by discussing the many little things in the world which ruin our lives (Fox News banner scrolls through bottom of the screen)….