I can't stop laughing.

First, I got a beautiful Jack Skellington backpack. It is gorgeous and totally something I would buy for myself, so Santa nailed it!

Secondly I got...

A box of chocolate assholes.

Is my Santa asking me to eat their ass? We may never know. But in the meantime, my husband won't stop chasing me around the house with them asking me to eat HIS ass.

Seriously, thank you so much Santa. The laughs you brought us this weekend are priceless, and I feel like there are many more to come.