A Cup Of Holiday Ewwww
by Rob Morris
At the Tennysons family get-together, the classic if awkward Christmas commercial played through, and to its finish.
Carl shook his head.
"Don't they know how people feel about that by now?"
Sandra nodded in agreement.
"You might need coffee after watching that-to avoid sleeping and dreaming about it."
Kevin sat and stared.
"Dude. Sibs. Wrong. Just wrong."
Frank offered his two cents.
"Mom would have found this funny. No one else. Just Mom."
Natalie breathed in.
"No. On her worst day, Verdona had more taste than this. Passing Gas? She's there. But not this."
In the back of the room, Ben refreshed his egg nog with more cinnamon, while Gwen stirred her hot chocolate with a candy cane. Listening to the commercial, and then the conversation, he leaned over to Gwen.
"I don't get it. Why does everyone have it in for that Folger's commercial?"
Gwen shrugged.
"I really have no idea. I mean, they certainly seemed happy to see each other."
Thankfully for the peace of the holidays, no one else heard this exchange.