Excited!
I went in to get it altered today, so next time you all see photos, it’ll be shorter.
You’re like a goddess!
Christmas Puns. Because I can.
Mrs. Claus: So, what happens when the riendeer pee?
Santa: Rain, dear.
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FBI: These children claim you gunned down their house. Have you any response to these allegations?
Santa: Bitches don’t know ‘bout my missle toe.
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Newscaster 1: Reports have been coming in of a serial killer on the streets, dragging his bloody, decapitated victims behind him on a sled. The footage is too gruesome to air on television.
Newscaster 2: I guess you could say he took them on a…
*puts on sunglasses*
Slay ride.
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Me: What do you call two nerds bragging about being burned at the stake out at sea?
Santa: Chess nuts boasting on an ocean pyre?
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Me: What do you call sex with three women by the fireplace?
Santa: Ho, Ho, Ho! Merry Christmas!
Courtesy of this facebook page. So excellent.
(via mentalprism)
