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‘Dude, I swear, like… This eco vibe is da shit. Everybody wants to buy you! And not just for bathroom and stuff, people now put us in da living room and what not — pretty cool’, said George, a former incandescent bulb, that had been recycled as a hipster twister fluorescent light.

‘This eco thing… is just a phase, I tell you. It will pass!’, mumbled Levi, a pointy mercury bulb.

‘Just like you to say that, you old timer… We just got to accept things as they are, I guess! Try to keep up with the times…’, whispered Wilma, a shy round incandescent bulb.

In the back of the drawer, two led brother lights — Phil and Lip — laughed at this first bunch in a very arrogant way.

‘Look at you, what a pathetic bunch! Don’t you know that WE are the future? We LED are more eco, more cost efficient and our light is warm and comfy AS FUCK!’, shouted Phil.

From even further back in the drawer, a tiny annoying giggle made itself audible.

‘You fuckers don’t stand a chance against us’, said Michelle. ‘We are bright, pretty and colorful — nobody really cares if we are fucking eco or fucking cost efficient, as long as we look good. We are the fucking embodiment of warmth and spirit — We are Christmas lights. FUCK — we ARE Christmas. Try and top that, you fuckers! Am I right or what girls?’

Michelle’s tiny annoying voice was joined by a choir of equally tiny annoying voices. A fight broke you, because nobody liked the mean girls of lighting. Levi even managed to chip the paint out of one of them gals.

Suddenly, the draw opened and they all went silent, anxiously awaiting for their useful purpose.