Yeah, my dad's stuck on the other side of the Cascade Mountains, so we'll be calling each other on Christmas this year. No getting together for ANY of my relatives in Oregon this week.
... you know what, I really do want a lump of coal in my stocking. I've never seen a real piece of coal...
Duck: “So, what’s that horn for?”
Unicorn: “Oh, you know, to stab my foe. I know, that sounds pretty harsh and brutal, or whatever. And it grants wishes! It also just looks good on a unicorn, *rawr*.”