For the grown-ups who know damn well the Grinch wasn’t out here experiencing wholesome character development. He was walking around Whoville with a seasonal surge in places Dr. Seuss refused to illustrate. Look at that face. That’s not holiday spirit, that’s holiday stamina. Wear it to the Christmas party. Wear it to the bar. Wear it to your ex’s family gathering out of spite. Just be prepared for Santa to hit you with, “Ho Ho Ho… okay, calm down.”
