Santa saw your Instagram, you're getting clothes and a bible for Christmas.
Making spirits bright... and by spirits, I mean spiked eggnog.
Sleigh all day, sleigh all night.
Dear Santa, I can explain...
Trying to be good for Santa, but cookies keep tempting me.
All I want for Christmas is you... to stop talking about politics at the dinner table.
Feeling festive and slightly delirious. Must be the eggnog.
Forget milk and cookies, I'm leaving Santa a protein shake and a dumbbell.