Tuesday, December 2, 2008

It's that time...


Tell the big fat guy what you want for Christmas... unless you've been an ass all year -- then don't waste your time.

6 comments:

Bob K said...

Watch who you're calling an ass.

Or am I the big fat guy?

da terminator said...

Wow tinkerbell, I know you haven't been able to ride lately but I didn't think you'd put on that much weight so quickly. But, since your taking orders, I'd like one of those fancy smancy carbon fiber road bikes. Oh and a matching pair of socks. Thanks!

gravy said...

Hmmmm... da-termined seems to have some deep laden self-nitpicks.

Carbon fiber socks means one thing in the realm of Christmas Psychology.

Stockings full of coal. Anthracite (shiny, with about 90% carbon) coal to be precise.

Bob K said...

I need a better engine for my bicycle.

Bob K said...

Gravy,

Are you saying that da terminator is admitting that she has been a bad girl this year?

kew said...

Santa has asked me to relay the following messages to you all:

Da Term: Santa likes your house lights. Says it's about time you showed some holiday cheer. The elves don't do carbon, though as everybody knows "steal is real."

BobK: Santa says your new engine will be granted as soon as you quit being soft. He said you'd understand what this would mean.

Gravy: Santa's still trying to decide your fate. However, since he has to drop off Da Term's socks, he may find something beneath the sleigh's seat cushions for your stocking.