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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.
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http://howtobecomeacatladywithoutthecats.blogspot.com said…
Years later, Vlad still plays with the inflate-a-date his mother so thoughtfully gave him back in the Christmas of '09.
16 December 2009 at 07:28
Moooooog35 said…
Kinda makes the whole 'I saw momma kissing Santa Claus' not look so bad, doesn't it?
16 December 2009 at 07:51
Moooooog35 said…
I suppose this solves the mystery of why the presents were all sticky.
16 December 2009 at 07:53
Me-Me King said…
"Dolly is gasping for air, blow, Gramps, blow!"
16 December 2009 at 09:06
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
16 December 2009 at 09:41
Anonymous 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.
16 December 2009 at 11:12
Anonymous said…
BATTERIES NOT INCLUDED... WTF!
16 December 2009 at 11:15
Donnie 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.
16 December 2009 at 11:20
Anonymous said…
"My what a huge nipple you have!"

That is a nipple?

Sorry, low on the brain juice this morn. Need a DDP!
16 December 2009 at 11:42
Anonymous said…
Since the Tiger Woods debacle, Ernie has been working over time to keep up with requests....
16 December 2009 at 14:41
injaynesworld said…
Some people can just suck the life out of anything...
16 December 2009 at 18:19
Chris said…
Santa's North Pole seemed to take the life out of Wendi the Plastic Elf.
16 December 2009 at 19:37
ReformingGeek said…
Don't bother, Pa! It'll have to be a two-bagger!
16 December 2009 at 20:35
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!
16 December 2009 at 21:43
Jeremy from We Took The Bait said…
For the most extreme of procrastinators, the Risque Nation Fetish Boutique stays open until 4:30 AM on Christmas morning.
17 December 2009 at 01:55
Moooooog35 said…
..and that's the last year that Grandpa was invited over for Christmas.
18 December 2009 at 11:08
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.
12 May 2011 at 15:04
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
12 May 2011 at 15:04
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