That time I was a drunken gremlin

An illustrated story

I said I was done for the year, but here’s one more story just for fun.

A while ago, I was in town meeting up with a group of friends.

A few drinks…

…turned into a lot of drinks.

My sister, Tamara, was at home. As it got late, she politely texted to ask when I’d be home so she didn’t have to worry about me.

She quickly became worried because of me.

I have no memory of sending those messages.

According to Tamara, I ate half a lasagna, three chocolate croissants, shouted at the TV and fell asleep.

Tamara was mostly unscathed.

Remember — the true spirit of Christmas and the festive season is tormenting your family and loved ones.

So go forth, be a gremlin, have fun, and have a merry Christmas.