Nobody really knows how the tradition of kissing under the mistletoe got started. The name of the plant is literally “poop stick,” so it’s a rather weird jump. Most people blame the English, because, really, creating a situation where you have to do something potentially uncomfortable just to be polite has England written all over it. And, the English being the English, they’ve started using robots to force everyone to do it.
In what has to be an idea that will eventually go horribly wrong, TGI Fridays is testing out flying drones at their UK locations, because nothing says friendly like using peer pressure on some poor people who are on a first date and just want to talk, dammit. How does that work out for them?
We can see it now; little drones are already dirt cheap, and next year, red and white little aircraft will flood the land, mistletoe dangling from their undercarriages, at the hands of the kind of ass who has that hat with the mistletoe on a wire in front of his face. It will be inescapable; no matter where we go, the mistletoe drones will find us. Curse you, Fridays, for what you have unleashed!
Via The Mary Sue