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Pause, Ponder and Pun - Christmas Edition (1)

You may have seen mommy kissing Santa Claus, but I saw Grampa a-wassailing - so THAT's what that means!

Okay, to get in the festive spirit we've run a Christmas-themed pic this week. We'll do the same next week, too.

Give it your best shot. We'll see you Saturday folks, with a winner. Of course you're all winners in my book. (What a suck-up.) Merry Christmas.

Comments

CatLadyLarew said…
Years later, Vlad still plays with the inflate-a-date his mother so thoughtfully gave him back in the Christmas of '09.
Moooooog35 said…
Kinda makes the whole 'I saw momma kissing Santa Claus' not look so bad, doesn't it?
Moooooog35 said…
I suppose this solves the mystery of why the presents were all sticky.
Me-Me King said…
"Dolly is gasping for air, blow, Gramps, blow!"
Me-Me King said…
Blow, blow, blow
Who would know
Blow, blow, blow
Who would know
Up on Christmas morning
Under the tree
Look, it's Grandpa
Pumping Dolly
FreakSmack said…
Sure, Grandpa acted surprised to find the blow-up doll under the tree, but the man's been walking around singing "All I want for Christmas is a Porky Paulina"
since mid-July.
FreakSmack said…
BATTERIES NOT INCLUDED... WTF!
Don said…
Not a caption, but if I ever get to the point I want one of those things, I'll take a bullet for mankind.
Quirkyloon said…
"My what a huge nipple you have!"

That is a nipple?

Sorry, low on the brain juice this morn. Need a DDP!
lotgk said…
Since the Tiger Woods debacle, Ernie has been working over time to keep up with requests....
injaynesworld said…
Some people can just suck the life out of anything...
Mr. Knucklehead said…
Santa's North Pole seemed to take the life out of Wendi the Plastic Elf.
ReformingGeek said…
Don't bother, Pa! It'll have to be a two-bagger!
surveygirl46 said…
When Bobby came downstairs the night before Christmas and caught his Grandfather sitting under the tree "patching Patches" - the mystery of what a widowed, reculsive 86 year old man had been doing with all those boxes of viagra in his sock drawer for the last 6 months was suddenly solved!
For the most extreme of procrastinators, the Risque Nation Fetish Boutique stays open until 4:30 AM on Christmas morning.
Moooooog35 said…
..and that's the last year that Grandpa was invited over for Christmas.
FreakSmack said…
Sure, Grandpa acted surprised to find the blow-up doll under the tree, but the man's been walking around singing "All I want for Christmas is a Porky Paulina"
since mid-July.
Me-Me King said…
Blow, blow, blow
Who would know
Blow, blow, blow
Who would know
Up on Christmas morning
Under the tree
Look, it's Grandpa
Pumping Dolly

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