Justin's relationship with holiday lights could rival any dysfunctional rom-com—he’s got a pre-lit tree that’s more of a ‘pre-dead’ tree. Lights come and go like seasonal affective disorder!

His Black Friday haul screams ‘adulting’ louder than a toddler at a candy store. It's a wonder someone hasn’t assigned him a reality show called ‘Keeping Up with the Kitchens.’

When Justin speaks politics, it’s as if he’s prepping for a debate but instead ends up in a therapy session about flags and global grief. He cuts through the noise like a hot buttered knife through a winter’s loaf.

Mother Nature's antics are Justin's muse—he comments on climate shifts with the urgency of a melting snowman. It's just a bit chilly, but let's not make it an apocalypse, shall we?