While I fully support the consumption of alcoholic beverages, I want to know whose bright idea it was to authorize pinching people who aren't wearing green. Because some people are seriously out for blood. If you break the skin, it's no longer a fun holiday gesture. And if I don't know you and you come anywhere close to pinching my boobs I will not even pretend it's an accident when I break your fingers. (And if I do know you, and you pinch my boobs, and you are not my husband, I likely know even better ways to reek my re-wengay.)
I propose a series of new holidays. How about a holiday honoring the Japanese and I get to steal the car of anyone who uses Western-style eating utensils? Or we could honor the French and anyone who isn't wearing an (orange) beret gets whacked upside the head with a baguette?
Professional party pooper -- available for hire.
Somebody get me a drink.
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