Jingle doesn’t like to ask permission.
It’s fine for your Elf to help himself when you have a bowl of fruit set out for guests, or a candy jar teeming with peppermints for the taking.
It’s not fine when he starts swiping your A.M. Life Blood.
NOOOOOO!!! NOT THE STARBUCKS!!!
To add insult to injury, he skips the formality of drinking the coffee from a cup.
Now that’s just gross.
Not ones to give up their caffeine addiction over a few stray Elf hairs on their Keurig machine, the Fordevilles let Jingle get away with this behavior.
They were lax.
They lost their focus.
They forgot about the booze in the fridge.
Now it’s Fancy Coffee Cocktails every day for Jingle. All day long.
So each morning, the Fordevilles find him passed out in a new spot. Which isn’t very magical, if you really think about it.
At this rate, Jingle is headed either for eBay at a very deep discount, or rehab.