For the second straight Christmas the fam spent a good bit of the day watching VH1 Classic Christmas videos. Hall and Oates are still donning their gay apparel, Bing and Bowie are still awkward, and there were also some new strange additions--mostly Leon Redbone of Frosty the Snowman. Like Eric Cartman, the Wright family understands that the true meaning of Christmas can be summed up in one word: ham. OK, ham and potato salad. Oh, and mom's marshmallow/date roll. And pies. And other pies.

And a lot of groaning over full stomachs.

I hope you all managed to successfully avoid roving bands of revelers demanding figgy pudding, and that you're having a Merry Christmas, a Chappy Chanukkah, and a Festivus for the Rest of us.