It’s finally here! My least favorite time of year! Well…sort of, as I get older I find my self liking Christmas less and less but I hang in there every year because my kids expect me to be Clark Griswold and bring them the hap, hap, happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny fucking Kaye every single year. The one thing I can count on keeping me sane adjacent is my favorite Christmas movies that have creepy characters in them.