It’s the most wonderful time of the year…there’s parties for drinking, lovers for loving, lips full of good cheer…it’s the most wonderful, it’s the most desperate, it’s the most depressing time of the year…

The holidays are here again and for some single folk, they bode a low point in their self-esteem. Nothing can be more depressing than a houseful of relatives asking the predictable questions around dating, marriage and children. Of course, the same relatives would be aghast at the idea of you asking them how their sex lives were faring in their golden years. Or if their marriage would survive another holiday debacle like Uncle Morty passing out face down in the punch bowl. Imagine if you were as direct and rude - what kind of evil fun you could have by asking the uncles and aunts, the cousins and old weird family friends if they have resorted to Viagra yet, or if the wife is so dried up they buy KY in bulk.

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