"Clark, what in the world are you wearing that thing for?" Lois glared at him.
"It's *Christmas*, Lois. It's a Santa hat. You're an investigative reporter. Surely you can figure it out." Clark sat in his chair, leaned back, lacing his fingers behind his head and grinned at her
You know, it almost sounds like the opening from Season’s Greedings. I know (or think
) it’s not, but still
"It's the day after Thanksgiving. It is now *officially* the Christmas season." He opened the shopping back he'd brought in with him and took a couple of decorations out of it – a Coca Cola polar bear, complete with Santa hat; a penguin with a present in front of him; a box with a twelve inch, predecorated tree in it; and another box with a candy bowl in it. He took the bowl out of the box, pulled a bag of assorted Christmas candy out of his bottom drawer and filled it. He opened a box of candy canes and stuck them in the pencil holder of his new Desk Friend. The Christmas tree went to one side and he stuck the penguin on top of his computer monitor.
LOL Now if I could just figure out where he got the Desk Friend from
She shrugged. "I like my Christmas spirit just fine."
"You *have* no Christmas spirit."
"And I like it just fine."
See, even in the sweetest holiday story you can’t hide your evilness.
A really beautiful and sweet story. And very evil. Yes. Verrrrrrry evil.
Michael
