So I was bad boy, but it maded no sense! Why put a tree inside? Why make any tree that I cannot pees on? I simply thought, "self, I needs to pee. Mommy is busy. I not bother her. I pees on that lovely tree in front of me." I hiked my leg. I peed. Mom yelled. Then she laughed. I hided nonetheless. I do not likes when she yells.
Oh great tree of Christmas, why must I not pee on you? This will perplex me forevers.
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