While I should be counting my blessings that nobody did actually shoot their eye out, for me, Christmas 2013 will forever be known as the year a BB gun stole Christmas because random shootings peppered the day. And since random shootings peppered my Christmas, I thought it would fitting to have random videos of these shootings, pepper this blog post. You’re welcome.
Dinner was an international affair with three English, three French, one South African, and one American (that would be me), but since Mr.London does all of the Christmas dinner cooking every year, I didn’t have to lift a finger for our United Nations feast and got to spend the day doing practically nothing. It was pretty cool, I’m not gonna lie.
And because turkey alone isn’t good enough for Mr.London, he made ham and roast beef as well. That along with a bunch of other traditional goodness and some not-so-traditional wine (which was surprisingly delicious), we had quite the scrumptious feast.
After dinner, the boys played cards, but since they had to incorporate the BB gun antics into the mix, losing hands were met with a rendezvous with the firing squad. (Are you surprised by this? I know I’m not.)
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