A Brooklyn photographer lost a piece of her nose but gained the holiday spirit, after staff at the famous Sheepshead Bay T.G.I. Friday's mistakenly attacked with her a rotary-wing surveillance aircraft intended to coerce restaurant patrons into making out.

T.G.I. Friday's, a popular grease trap with a paid seating area for humans, has no fucking time to deal with your holiday-fueled stress and sadness. Now, give your barmate a kiss already, your pilot-rated waiter is watching.

Perhaps we didn't need a former VP of the U.S.'s biggest handgun manufacturer to tell us that the old coot running the company "spends money on mistresses, on houses, on sex, on cars. He bribes people. He's just a bad guy." Still, new court filings tell us how entertainingly horrible he and his family really are.