Remember Ralphie from the movie A Christmas Story. All he wanted for Christmas was an “Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle.” That’s all nothing fancy. Now imagine that you are Ralphie and you’ve been handed a wrapped “Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle” (oh the joy and elation) but being told “don’t open this, we’re giving it to the less fortunate family down the street.” Ok, that’s one thing, you try hard to understand why you can’t at least enjoy the rifle for a while and then give it to them in “like new” condition or even just give it to them already. But no, instead you have it placed under your tree all month long, burning into you with its fiery red and envy green wrappings. And all you can ask is “why? Why can’t I either open the Red Ryder BB-gun or get rid of it already?” You forget about charity and the true meaning of Christmas and all you can think of is rage. Cool, calm, collected rage.
...I promise I won’t put my eye out.
“Uh, I think that says FRAGILE"
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