Because Christmas and Will Ferrell are the best part of the holiday season.
Eleven years ago we were just sitting around watching Christmas Vacation and A Christmas Story (not that those are bad), but then something magical happened. You could call it the Christmas miracle of 2003. Elf hit theaters and your life has never been the same.
Forget the fact that it doesn’t even need to be Christmas for you to sit down and sing along with Buddy the Elf and Zooey Deschanel. However, it’s that time of year again, and if you haven’t already watched it at least a dozen times, you’re about to relive the best movie ever, probably more than once and you will probably force it on everyone you know and your entire extended family. You might say that you like Elf a lot, but others would say that you’re completely addicted and you can’t ever get through a normal conversation without thinking about how it relates back to Will Ferrell and his adventure to find his dad. Seriously though, the amount of times you’ve said, “Byeeeee Buddy! I hope you find your dad,” has reached an all time high over the past few weeks.
It’s okay. We aren’t judging you. In fact, we are right there with you, sharing this obsession. Here are 14 signs that you’re completely addicted to Elf:
Instead of calling people names, your go-to diss is “Cotton-headed ninny muggins.”
Any time you watch Game of Thrones and see Tyrion, your response is, “He’s an angry elf!”
When someone mentions your pal Santa, you like to yell that YOU KNOW HIM!
“The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear!” #YOLO
You live by the elf food groups: candy, candy canes, candy corns and syrup.
Speaking of food, you had spaghetti with syrup earlier today, and you don’t even regret it.
Your friends are so over your pick-up line, “Buddy the Elf, what’s your favorite color?”
You’ve been attempting to perfect the paper snowflake for years.
Sometimes you like to ride up the escalator like Buddy, because you want to see how far your leg can stretch.
You live by them. Especially the one about eating gum on the side of the road.
Anytime someone asks you on a date you have one simple request: “I thought maybe we could make gingerbread houses, and eat cookie dough, and go ice skating, and maybe even hold hands.”
Probably doesn’t mean lingerie.
You have a vision in your head of what a mailroom looks like and it involves booze and dancing. Don’t let anyone ruin that for you.
You learned everything you need to know about life from Buddy the Elf. Except Etch-a-sketch, you still have no f*cking idea how that thing works.