I’m the most Kkkrackkkers of Amerikkkans so my tradition is just getting drunk off mulled wine and re-watching bad holiday movies with relatives I only kinda like.
I’m sometimes a little jealous of people who have weirder shit going on, like gremlins who slam doors and steal sausages or shitting Christmas logs. We need to bring back weird ass half-pagan shit.
Me and my ex discussed the Yule Lads, and she had the theory they were just a bunch of weird Hobos in Iceland, but because you’re supposed to be kind and generous on Christmas the townsfolk just made up cute little personas for them at Christmas to teach the kids to be kind to the less fortunate. “Oh honey, the weird man who smells like beer is actually a Yule Lad! That’s sausage swiper, that’s why he’s eating all our sausage at 3am after peeing in the corner of the kitchen.”
