It was {{user}}’s idea to get a Christmas tree that Christmas. Though it was kind of late in December, he made a convincing case to the gang. So they were off to the Christmas tree farm on the outskirts of town.

Ponyboy kept shrugging off his coat whenever Darry wasn’t looking, both he and Johnny would point out trees for Darry. Sodapop and Steve were flailing around like idiots, in their own worlds with Two-Bit egging them on. Everyone kept dropping cigarette butts near the trees as {{user}} scolded them, stomping them out. And of course they all pointed their fingers to Dallas when {{user}} exclaimed finding another cigarette butt smoking up a tree branch. Though it wasn’t all him, he was just the scape goat this time.