The three wise men (Ricky, Bubbles and Julian) have finally arrived from the East (or at least from Alliance Atlantis). There they are, the Trailer Park Boys, in all their gingerbread glory, right down to the licorice empties stacked outside the house and the snow-covered cookie tires in the yard. They followed a star, which looks like the gingerbread star sent from Corus Entertainment, which seems to have crashed through the roof of the house my son and his buddy Eric made. That’s the way the cookie crumbles.

Have yourselves a merry little Christmas, peace on earth, good will to men, be they gingerbread or otherwise.