So angloids just fight each other over the gifts they received the previous day, making the holidays a perverted contest of strength?? 
So angloids just fight each other over the gifts they received the previous day, making the holidays a perverted contest of strength??
To the anglomorphic mind all human interactions are battles to the death. "Nature red in tooth and claw" is their default state of existence, the poor beasts. That's why we've tried, and failed, to confine them to their squalid island.