\o/ Omg, late poast is late.
Usually, I open them up Christmas afternoon, after I groggily roll off of the bed.
This year I went to a sleepover though, and we decided to rip them open on Christmas Eve at 11PM, right before the car came to pick us up to go over to the sleepover.
This is my signature. Behold its awesome nothingness. :3
"I love j0000~ . . .wait. Hello? Are you there? Helloooo?"
"...*snickers on the other end*...*hangs up*"
Why so mean? ;~;