To quote the great Holdfast, "I am consumerism's bitch, and I like it that way."
This thread is all about the eternal question, "What do you want for Christmas/Hanukkah/Festivus/Kwanza/Winter Solstice/Pagan Winter Festival?"
There shall be NO Miss America Answers ("I would like World Peace!"), no kind-hearted, deep, introspective, admirably soulful or philosophical answers. Take those mature and sensible answers elsewhere, please. This is all about the nitty-gritty, simple, basic physical STUFF that someone can actually purchase for you. I want you to access that greedy, little inner-two-year old who is waiting for Santa to bring him or her that special gift! Want an Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle? Post it here; I promise not to say, "You'll shoot your eye out."
It seems like I spend all of November and December badgering family with the question, "What do you want for Christmas?" like some holiday version of Babylon 5's Mr. Morden. I have a few relatives who wait until the last bloody minute every year to tell me or just say, "Oh, you don't have to get me anything," when I know damn well if I don't get them something, I will never, EVER hear the end of it.
So, BBSer's, what do you want?
This thread is all about the eternal question, "What do you want for Christmas/Hanukkah/Festivus/Kwanza/Winter Solstice/Pagan Winter Festival?"
There shall be NO Miss America Answers ("I would like World Peace!"), no kind-hearted, deep, introspective, admirably soulful or philosophical answers. Take those mature and sensible answers elsewhere, please. This is all about the nitty-gritty, simple, basic physical STUFF that someone can actually purchase for you. I want you to access that greedy, little inner-two-year old who is waiting for Santa to bring him or her that special gift! Want an Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle? Post it here; I promise not to say, "You'll shoot your eye out."
It seems like I spend all of November and December badgering family with the question, "What do you want for Christmas?" like some holiday version of Babylon 5's Mr. Morden. I have a few relatives who wait until the last bloody minute every year to tell me or just say, "Oh, you don't have to get me anything," when I know damn well if I don't get them something, I will never, EVER hear the end of it.
So, BBSer's, what do you want?