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"YOU RUINED CHRISTMAS!" Claire screa i to calets up from the couch, walks over to Claire and pats her on the back "The cookies aren’t that bad"

Claire turns and thrusts the tray into Liz’s face "Not that bad?! There are bloody frogs in Santa’s bag"

I can’t help it A loud laugh bursts out of me, but I quickly cover e in her eyes

Gavin tries again, walking into the ?"

"Hey, it was your idea to let the three of us finish decorating those cookies What did you expect?" Drew asks

"What did I expect? WHAT DID I EXPECT? I certainly didn’t expect you assles to shit on tradition by writing ‘Merry Kiss My Ass’ on my Christmas cookies!" Claire screeches like a banshee as she lobs a handful of cookies across the roo sirl when a cookie hits him square in the chest "Heeeey, don’t break this one! It’sflesh-colored frosting to turn these stockings in to penises?"

Claire lets out a feral scream and prepares to launch herself over the table to attack Drew but is thwarted by Liz, who grabs her firmly around the waist to prevent bloodshed

"In our defense, Drew brought over some of his special cookies and we may or may not have eaten two dozen of the," Jim explains

"You three idiots ate pot cookies before you decorated Claire’s Christ with you?" Liz asks in amazement

"See? Now you knohy I want to kill theo of her hold on Claire and crosses her arms in front of her "Exactly They had pot cookies and didn’t share with us"

Claire smacks her in the arm and Liz backpedals "Ithose cookies"

From his spot on the carpet, Gavin reaches out and picks up one of the fallen cookies "Does this present cookie say ‘To Gavin, from Chuck Norris?"

Claire and Carter hing

"Wait a ot a bunch of presents for Christ Bird, Captain Spock, RuPaul and Satan," Gavin h even harder