If I ask for anything, it'll either be a new motherboard or a big 5-lb. jar of pistachios. But either way I'm getting $400 from my grandparents, whoohoo! And I don't think I'm gonna get much for my friends in the way of presents, and definitely not my parents or brothers since they're just not worth spending $50 on a video game for or, God forbid, buying craft materials for my mommy.

I think with all this talk of pistachios and other equally sane gifts we've forgotten the meaning of Christmas: A large man who breaks into houses once a year (I had an uncle like that once ). At least it'll be a good couple more years before I have to let THAT fat gimp take the credit for gifts I buy. I don't know how most parents put up with it. I wash told when I was 5 years old that there was no Santa because my mother couldn't afford much (actually, it turned out a very merry christmas, she got money, but t'was a debtful new year) but it hasn't affected me....much.

This is not a debate about the existance of Santa, we all know he's real.

I don't shop much on Christmas. Tell everyone you luv them . Your mom will hug you, your girlfriend will kiss you, you'r dad will hit you for being a perv etc.

Nah, really, besides a few small gifts, i don't bother myself too much.