Charles, I know you’ve done stuff with Fitzmas before, but I’m struck by inspiration you may be able to use: “It’s the most DUmmiest time of the year!”
It is so “Americana” to revel in the glow of past Fitzmasses, remembering good times gone past. The gifts of comedy, opened and then discarded in favor of the next brightly wrapped freundenschade.
Diving under the tree and checking the tags on every thing in hopes that there is just one more administration member to slander. Seeing the smile run around cheeks of the children when the indictment is found to be secret.
And Pitt gets a hand-knitted sweater from Grandma Rove.