Rudolph's nose on the front of your car, reindeer antlers extending from your windows, an elf hat caught in your trunk, or any similar decoration on your vehicle (assuming it's not a golf cart), knock it off.
First, walk your ass out to your garage, remove that shit, and throw it in the garbage. Next, go to the freezer, remove your testicles that your wife has stored there, and attach them back where they belong (and no, "'06's chin" is not the right answer). Then, explain to your wife and children that their fun is over.
Yes, I know you "do it for the kids because they like it." Well, your kids also like having ice cream seven nights a week for dinner, like leaving their toys in the middle of the living room, and like staying up until 10 p.m. That doesn't mean you allow those things.
First, walk your ass out to your garage, remove that shit, and throw it in the garbage. Next, go to the freezer, remove your testicles that your wife has stored there, and attach them back where they belong (and no, "'06's chin" is not the right answer). Then, explain to your wife and children that their fun is over.
Yes, I know you "do it for the kids because they like it." Well, your kids also like having ice cream seven nights a week for dinner, like leaving their toys in the middle of the living room, and like staying up until 10 p.m. That doesn't mean you allow those things.