I attended the lamest Christmas party on the planet this evening. I would have died from a lameness overdose if I did not have a six pack before I got there. The only thing that was cool was the "White Elephant" gift exchange. I got a cool fleece blanket that some old lady handmade. That was cool. Everything else was corny. Not just corn on the cob corny. It was Creamed Corn Chowder corny. I am totally not a Scrooge but there are several components to a good Christmas party and one of them is alcohol, of which there was none. Dry parties suck. Alcohol puts the party in party. :) Maybe I was just raised differently...by alcoholics.
