What happens to unloved Christmas trees?

I hate Boxing Week. It seems silly to have another orgy of consumer materialism right after spending a month on it. 

I was talking past a store the other day and I noticed they were giving away unclaimed Christmas trees.

These were live trees cut-down before they got a chance to really experience life, all in the name of appeasing the red and white wearing human god of commercial spending. But they never got their chance.

I took them all home.

I had a dream I was defective.

I had stopped by for my annual check-up and the technician brought out a new and improved machine for running diagnostics.

He said they found something wrong with me, a manufacturing defect.

I returned to the factory where I was built, thinking that it would be a simple repair. But after they looked at my paperwork they said I would have to be decomissioned.