Subtitles to “a christmas story”
Does this look like a holiday video?
How bout now?
Happy holidays everybody!
So I was kicking around some holiday video ideas and it turns out that nothing funny has ever happened to me during the holidays.
Not even a little bit.
But I do have a story that is related to the holidays that you all might find interesting, and that is the story about my scar.
As some of you may or may or may not know, I have a scar on my chin, right here.
Do an extreme closeup.
I don’t know if you guys can see it, but I can, so right there.
How that happened was:
T’was the night before Christmas, and all through the house, everyone was stirring, especially a five year old girl named Catie.
[Five year old Catie:] “baaaaah”
So the tradition in my house is that we can open up one present on Christmas Eve. It’s usually pajamas so that we can sleep nice and cozy and fuzzy while we’re waiting for Santa.
So we had just finished opening presents, and I was all hyped up on Christmas Eve, and just all excited. Keep in mind, I was about five.
And I really, more than anything at that moment, I really wanted a cookie.
And there was some sound reasoning to it in my five year old brain. Like it wasn’t like I was just like, “I want a cookie.” It wasn’t like that. It was like, I walked up to my mom and I said,
“Mommy, because Santa Claus gets all kinds of different cookies tonight, then can I please have just one cookie?”
Now I know what you all are thinking. “Awwwwwwwwwww” I know, I know, I was just so cute, like gawww.
My mom was like, “Oh sure sweetheart.”
So there I go, bounding through the house, just all super excited about getting a cookie. But then in my path in the hallway, was an open drawer. It was a sideboard with just one little skinny drawer that was about up to *here* at the time, just below my neck at the time. So it was pretty low, I was a short kid. I’m still short.
The thought process here was that I didn’t need to stop and close the drawer, and then continue running. I am, was, is, whatever, very flexible.
That means that I am an exceptional limboer. So the thought in my head was, “NO no, I don’t need to close this thing. I can just run and limbo under this thing.”
So what happened, I’m sure you can imagine, I was just running, running, I was going to go, and I was limboing, and the *smack* just right in my face. I fell to the ground and I sat back up. I didn’t even realize I had really hurt myself. I was just sort of like, “mwwah”
And my mother said, “OH MY GOD YOUR FACE!”
And turns out that I had a nice little gash on my chin.
I started crying, and I got my cookie, had a bandaid.
And you know, it’s interesting, I have this scar but not too many people notice it.
And then when they do, they’re just sortof like, “Oh, you have a scar.”
Alright, and there’s the story of how I got my scar, and I just shared it all with you.
I hope that this video was a nice little, holiday business. Do you like this? I stole it from 3v3.
I wish everyone to have the happiest of holidays, the best of winter breaks, and I will be seeing you around. [points fingers] Weeeeeeee. What am I doing?