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Apparently I’ve hit that age where my parents no longer care to make Christmas special…

Chi-chi: Gyas, what would you like for Christmas?

Me: Probably seasons 4 and 5 of How I Met Your Mother.

Chi-chi: Ok, buy them and I’ll reimburse you.

Now, I know I have a belly like a bowl full of jelly, but I am neither jolly nor a man, so why am I playing Santa Claus?

Not only that, why am I playing Santa Claus for myself?!