It's That Time of Year, Folks
The turkey has been carved and devoured. I've eaten at least an entire pumpkin pie by myself. Families have argued about Donald Trump. Your uncle probably drank too much and passed out before the Cowboys game was over.
But now it's Friday, which only means one thing. No, not Black Friday shopping..
IT'S CHRISTMAS MUSIC SEASON, YOU SONS OF GRINCHES!
Bust out the holliest, jolliest music of the year and be happy. Sure, it's about to precipitate those white flakes of death and people are going to forget how to drive, but it's the season of lights and love and the boss himself, Santa.
So crank up that holiday album your mom has had since 1980, remind Michael Bublé that we remember he exists, and enjoy the next month.
I don't care that every country artist and their mother puts out a Christmas album. Chris Young, Kacey Musgraves, Toby Keith, Kenny Chesney, Alabama.
BRING THEM ALL ON!