This pint-sized powerhouse has a clear message: life’s too short for mayonnaise, holidays, or forced birthday cheer. With hair that screams “I woke up like this—deal with it” and a death stare sharper than a deli knife, this little renegade isn’t here to celebrate anything but the glorious zing of mustard. Forget candles, cake, and mayo-drenched sandwiches; this hero knows that tangy triumph beats bland tradition every single time.

The details seal the deal: a sandwich dripping with mustardy confidence, a jar of the golden stuff standing proudly, and a background holiday tree that looks like it just got told to take a hike. This snarky rebel speaks for all of us who prefer spicy rebellion over sweet sentiment. So slap on that mustard and raise a sandwich to the real MVP of condiments. Because when life hands you mayo, you go full mustard—or you go home.