Rising To The Occasion

[WARNING: Those blessed/cursed with a dirty mind are going to find this post hee-LARIOUS - but should probably clear the room of innocents first. Remember, Santa is watching, kids.]

There's just something about this time of year, am I right? Crackling fires in every fireplace, romantic twinkly lights in all the trees, and of course, skin-tight Santa suits. Yep. This, my friends, is the season... OF LURRRVE.

And a good thing, too. After all, it makes us more giving:

(Step 1: Cut a hole in the box.)

More attentive:

"Yes, deer."

And even when we're feeling a bit knotty:

[insert 'morning wood' joke here]

... we know this is the time when its better to bury the hatchet, not leave.

Yes, it's the season for dropping the underpants of our emotional reticence, and letting the ding-a-ling of our love shine out.

(Oh, it's happy, all right.)

I guess what I'm trying to say here, my friends, is that Rudolph has a giant wang on his face:

And you've just gotta love that.

Thanks to Sarah L., Nick, Bridget F., Luke, & C for taking a firm upper hand with these rascally wrecks.

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When you desperately hope they played "Jumping Jack Flash" at the reception:

And that they're just talking about driving here:

(It's as if millions of parents suddenly cried out in terror, "NoooOOOOOo!")

But mostly I just really, REALLY hope that's not a nipple:

GO HOME COOKIE MONSTER, YOU ARE DRUNK.

Thanks to Emily D., Angela N. & Camirae P., who tells me that IS a nipple, but if so, WHY IS IT THERE??

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