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What kinda Christmas tree guy are you?
What kinda Christmas tree guy are you? 29 votes
Tromp into the deep woods Clark Griswold style
No tree - aka "War on Christmas"
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We opted to stay low and 4x4'd just a smidge into the ponderosa piney woods. I learned that finding nice pine Xmas tree is difficult - they tend to be mostly Charlie Brown looking. Alas, Mrs Snow spotted a magnificent 12 ft slender and perfectly shaped Juniper.
Had to lop about 4 feet of the sucker to get it to fit. Now my house smells like 10 gallons of Bombay Sapphire.
It's like my great grandma used to say: act like a bitch, get a fake tree like a bitch.
Or something like that.
My wife stopped asking me to hang up lights on the house years ago after hearing enough times that I'm not going to waste a day on a ladder just for the privilege of wasting money on electricity for a month. I have better ways to waste time and money, e.g. the stuff that goes under the tree. If she wants lights, she can put 'em up.
Mrs Nacho was borderline war on Christmas this year but has changed her mind to the point she’s ready to buy a new fake tree that chincludes lights so there’s one less thing to fuck with.
If you’re surprised that a fat fuck like me is this lazy, I’m surprised.
The psychos in my neighborhood are out there day after Thanksgiving with moving vans full of lights and other decorations. These goons go so far that we get people from all over the area coming to drive through the neighborhood to ooh and aaaah over the lights. There's no measuring up to shit like that, so I just drink hot buttered rums and watch those clowns struggle putting up lights so they can struggle to take them down a few weeks later. I use the money not spent making the house glow on liquor. Mostly rum because I love hot buttered rum.
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Kwanzaa racists.
Problem is that around here all of those species grow above the snow line this time of year. Sometimes they're too hard to get to. In those years we just go to a farm that grows big perfect nobles for $25. Honestly I don't know why we go for the woods at all anymore. It's really not that fun.
But my wife seems to like me doing manly stuff like getting a fresh tree from the woods. Helps reduce the fuel load too so I don't burn down. Lulz.
Put the tree in the stand, about 5-6 footer, and get the hell out of there so I don't get into the Christmas Tree argument with the Mrs.
I put lights up on the porch where I do not get altitude, so it is easy.
Mrs Lebam: Let's go put lights up
Me: Okay, I have to get the extension cord, stapler, and the auto timer.
Mrs L: Okay
Ten minutes later I am on the porch putting up lights and she is back in the house. So WE? put the lights up