Yep, you needed a cute 6-year old niece to be your front person at the Walmart entrance or at the big church! At least you had plenty of mistletoe. Maybe you would have done better selling it across the local taverns. Guys could buy it to take back home and even out the situation of coming home late from the tavern!
The Christmas thing that always bothered me was the song that goes: I'm getting nothin' for Christmas. Mommy and Daddy are mad. I'm getting nothin' for Christmas. 'Cause I ain't been nothin' but bad." I knew that song was about me! ; )
Now that would work, the tavern idea. My biggest mistletoe enterprise nowadays was this epic two-part post about mistletoe enterprises!