My sub-woofer. DeHusband has been having a little trouble this year and was just feeling too depressed to let me decorate. So our tree is still in the box behind my desk. (Which is fine. DeHusband starts a new job in January so next year will be better!)
I just had to look that up, We have a small one hanging off the Moose’s antler and I never knew it had a special name. Learned something new today.
Jim
We don’t have a tree this year because we’re going out of town. When I was a kid, we topped our tree with a red bird. Bring it on, Bill O’Reilly.
–Cliffy
A star.
Oh, that’s so cool! I want one! Where’d you get it?
I top with Santa. I love that fat bastard.
plaster dust.
I can’t wait until this damn addition is completed.
A somewhat natty looking angel I bought at KMart or $12.99 some eight years ago when I moved out of the house and into my own place. The price tag is still on her base.
Blonde with a mauve and gold robe and cap with white fur trim all over. And she’s holding a gold violin.
I’ve got a topper like that, except it’s only 5 years old. Mine is primarily red, but the ball section is silver with little red and green designs painted on it.
Our tree is topped with a star that I made in preschool (I’m a freshman in college now). It’s made of tongue depressors and Elmer’s glue and glitter.
However, because I went to a Jewish preschool, it’s a Star of David. That’s ok, though, because my family isn’t religious.
I found it on eBay. It was quite easy to assemble, as well! 
Mr. Hanky, the Christmas Poo.
Our tree has a star on it.
(By “our tree” I mean my girlfriend’s tree, in her house, with all her ornaments, that I made a token effort to help set up and decorate. I have no room for a tree in my apartment.)