I hope they never report an emergency

Tis the season all the songs on the radio are telling me and the smell of a fresh Douglas Fir in the house inspires the Christmas Spirit. But how do you know when it's gone too far? How can one tell when an idea about Christmas has overshadowed what Christmastime really is all about?

Just watch this:

Not only must their neighbors LOVE them setting this up probably since August, but they cram so much into such a small area, how can it be enjoyable?

I only hope they never call reporting something smoking, "Near Simba, but behind the Dalmations..." Great.

Waiting for the bells to ring,
The Happy Medic