We don’t ask for much from these guys. All we want is for them to be cute, eat excess bamboo and maybe salute when we walk by, or at least look alive. Sleeping on the job is one thing, but it looks like somebody spiked this guy’s eggnog. I suppose if there’s ever a day to drink on the job it’s Christmas, so perhaps we should forgive little Butterstick.
For my lovely wife and me it’s the time-honored tradition of movies and Chinese take-out that will ensure that we live it up today. What are you doing to celebrate the holiday?
This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs