This time, we see an adorable girl who for some reason waited until literally the last second to send her Wish List to Santa, probably because she knows that everyone in her life will bend over backwards to turn that frown upside down/ avoid the inevitable (but, again, adorable) tantrum that might come if Our Special Princess is disappointed for more than three consecutive seconds.
So we see the entire family get in on the act of Promoting Harmony Uber Alles, with Uncle Somebody Who Obviously Has No Children of His Own attempting to pull a I'll Deliver Your Letter to the North Pole with my Own LookatMeMobile Don't You Fret Precious Darling but having the letter snatched out of his hands by an Evil Wind which really ought to be biting the skin of some poor working slob and leaving the .001 percent alone.
Fortunately, the contents of the letter was read by someone who has no respect for the Little Girl's privacy but a steely determination to avoid a scene on Christmas Morning, so the piano Entitled Little Angel asked for is delivered safe and sound to Mommy and Daddy's ridiculous mansion in the mountains, where there is always a blanket of snow outside for these holidays because the local ski resort has machines for such things if nature doesn't do it's damn job and pony up. Man is this relatable or what?
And it's not even Thanksgiving yet. Strap in, folks.
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