One of my co-workers posted on Facebook that she had spent the weekend making Ninja Gingerbread Men.
Another of my co-workers bragged on Facebook about how she secured on of said Ninja Gingerbread Men.
Well, I might be naive at times, but even I figured out that this was prime breeding grounds for a guilt trip.
Which secured me this Ninja Gingerbread Man!
He sat on my desk for a week.
Then I bit his head off.