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Sunday Funnies - Happy Holidays Edition





Happy Holidays everyone!

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Me-Me King said…
More evidence that Christmas has become, as Frank Zappa would say, "strictly commercial".
Donnie said…
Green, schmeen, I'm with Santa...There's nothing like a blazing hot and smokey fire roaring in the fireplace with the family gathered around farting. Cheers for carbon!
Mama-Face said…
haha...I thought our family was so original with the Al Gore references. sigh.

:)
Anonymous said…
The only "green" thing I got goin on is...

my boogers!

Ha!


word veri: wandgeri
Moooooog35 said…
The problem with Rudolph's nose is that by the time that stupid bulb gets to full power, it's February fifth.
nonamedufus said…
CatLady: You got it, CL. Ha-ha-ha-happy new year.
nonamedufus said…
Me-Me: Yeah, but watch out where the huskies go...
nonamedufus said…
Don: No there's...phew...nothing like it! The family that farts together stays together, eh.
nonamedufus said…
mama-face: So, you guys are gore-a-phobics?
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: May you pick in peace.
nonamedufus said…
Moooooog: hahaha, love it, yeah. But with an energy- saving bulb Rudolph would probably be de-lighted!

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