I like to bring my Nightmare Before Christmas Tea Set out before Christmas. Obviously. Having tea with me is a nightmare, cuz I like a lot of sugar. One lump or two? Just one please, but make it the size of the cup! If there’s room for more than a thimble full of tea, you did it wrong.
Why am I so jittery? Why am I shaking? I just meant to set the cup down daintily, but now I’ve smashed it into a million pieces. Why am I pulling out my hair and laughing maniacally? Oh man, tea time always does this to me. I need you to chain me up in the basement and no matter how much I scream and struggle, do NOT unlock me! I’m about to go full Tasmanian devil in this mofo!
