Thank god that shit’s over…

  		
				
	

Christmas, fun in theory… Food, friends, booze. You spent amounts of money that at some point in your life was unfathomable, and all you got was a fucking sweater. Talk about a white christmas! Your aunt had bad breath, your cousin was drunk as shit and her titties popped out, (you still looked…) Your uncle brought his new girlfriend, who you and the homies ran a train on back in the day. Your brother came out of the closet, your sister is pregnant and not sure who the dad is. And you just got the horrific news that Santa isn’t real, so your totally fucked and don’t know who to trust. So you turn to this website for guidance and spiritual instruction. Then all you get is some shitty video part from 15 years ago.

“We want you to shine…”

  		
				
	

shine …No, not shoes! (shout out Hot Tub) But in your own way. Whiteley proclaims this on another dramatic episode of OIAM. Joy, tears, mustaches, along with life lessons about skating while your drunk and puffin that twig. Watch the magic unfold at slap.