Still not seeing it??
So yeah, when I went to put a package under the tree and it grunted at me, I squealed like a ten-year-old girl and almost wet myself.
For a second there, I thought I'd been gotten by the thing-that-lives-under-things. I don't have lots of nightmares, but when I do, they come in two flavors...being chased by some THING...or the-thing-that-lives-under-things (the bed, the stairs, the couch, the chair, etc) jumps out and gets me.
I'm sensing a Christmas-themed nightmare in my future.
|"What? Doesn't everyone nap under the tree?"|
Thanks a butt-load, Maxx.