…I’m not required to attend an ugly sweater party.

Or any similar jokey bullshit.

Gotta say, I’m not liking the gradual creep of memetic internet culture into annual tradition. By the time people want to take that shit offline, you know the joke is well past it’s prime.

Fortunately, despite the prevalence of ugly sweater party references in popular media, none of my friends, coworkers, or family have time for it, either. So I’m safe from the ever-growing irony-or-not identity crisis. For now.