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November 24, 2008



(Thanks to Cindy Kloosterman)

UPDATE: Here's another sign.

(Thanks to Allen at Division)


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nah! It's a Chinese Christmas tree.

Dave, the apocalypse is certainly upon us. Yesterday, I heard the announcers during the Atlanta/Carolina game use the words 'falcons' and 'playoffs' in the same sentence.

where's the trunk?

Married sex?? Surely you jest!

No, it's a penta-tree, not a tree-gram.


I've started the Christian Bimbos website too for all interested. Just click my name!

Siouxie, I'm not jesting, I'm jousting!... :)

Christian wesbite?

I'm guessing judi will tell you that Christian Nympho story is old, Dave.

Yup, a check shows I sent this in on October 22.

You're fired.

Christian wesbite?

Who's Wes?

Sex outside of marriage is forbidden, masturbation is frowned upon, and erotica is only acceptable if the characters are married.

oops. my bad.

Eilbeback, I'd like to state for the record that the "Wes" in "Christian wesbite" is another Wes, OK?

And would the subject of this post be considered a Satanic Christmas tree because it's upside down...?

I got one of these trees last year - can't tell you the problems I had setting up the train.

Where do you put the tree topper?

"sex aides"?

is that like a menage a trois?

' Where do you put the tree topper?

Posted by: Siouxie | 11:34 AM on November 24, 2008 '

Siouxie... Some things are best kept within the confines of a marriage . . .

˙ǝɯ oʇ ǝuıɟ sʞooן

Oh, Tannenbaum, you're upside down
A sight somewhat perplexing
Oh, Tannenbaum, still upside down
Makes present placement vexing

Not only do your needles hurt
You make my eyes want to invert
Oh, Tannenbaum, you're upside down
A conider dyslexic

Oh, Tannenbaum, you're upside down
A sight somewhat perplexing
Oh, Tannenbaum, still upside down
Need more egg nog ingesting...

coniFer, dammit!

Reminds me of the story, The Angel & the Christmas Tree-
Santa was having a really bad day - elves were into his scotch, reindeer were not behaving, yadda yadda. There was a knock at the door. Already pissed off, Santa opened the door to see an angel standing there with a Christmas tree.

"What the hell do YOU want?" Santa asked.

"Hey, fat guy," the angel chirped. "Where do you want to put this tree?"

And that's how the angel ended up at the top of the Christmas tree.

*butt-puckerin' snork* @ Annie!

The tree...Christian Nymphos...

So what exactly do they DO with the tree?


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