Some prefer to spend their holidays at the mall, others standing in line to see Santa Claus. Me? I prefer a little grease and a pair of earplugs with my eggnog.
In other words, Mr. Claus, if you're looking for me this weekend I'll be the guy sitting down by the catchfence waiting on the first green flag of the season -- yes, i'lll be in the Chicken Bone Section, where anything and everything goes; though perhaps this time of year, it's actually the Turkey Bone Section.
Grab a bucket of bird, a can of whatever, some goggles and let's go. But first, let's get this deal started right, with some Christmas lights.