
Right next door to this cute, understated ranch house set back from the road is an 8 foot fence.
On the other side of the fence is...
Christmas hell.

This is just one of three sides of horrifyingly over-decorated chaos. I counted 45 inflatables; there might be more, but I couldn't get a clear view of the fenced in pool area. I didn't even attempt to count the animatronic figurines.
Oh the humanity!
The kid and I actually go out of our way to visit this display. It's in the next town up the river. We pack up the dog, stop at the bakery on the way to purchase Christmas cookies, and park our car a couple of blocks away. Then we walk around the neighborhood, marveling and munching cookies. I always get a sick little thrill looking at it. Maybe I'll try making a video next year, even that probably will fail at capturing the full effect.