Jolly Evil Elf?

The following is photographic evidence that clearly demonstrates that Santa Claus, far from being a benevolent giver of Christmas toys to all good children, is in fact the embodiment of pure unadulterated evil. (Hat tip to Heather.)

"Don't cry kid or I'll squeeze you till you pop!"

"You just keep crying, kid. Mommy's not coming. She's in my freezer."

"Wasn't this guy an extra in Killer Clowns From Outer Space?"

"LET ME GO!!!!"

"Mommy, I don't know about this. Why is his beard yellow? And what is that SMELL?"

"How much do you think I paid for these kids on eBay?"

"A little help here?"

"Huh?"

"Help me Mommy! He's like an evil Dumbledore!"

Baker Monkey Sightings!

Check out each of the following pictures. Do you see what they all have in common? No, I mean besides the University of Kentucky gymnasts. Look closer, in the background. Who is that beautiful woman with the pigtails and those three adorable (if not a little sleepy) children? Why, those are some Baker Monkeys!

Maggie's Tree

Maggie decided that Daddy's desk needed a Christmas tree. She took it upon herself to decorate it and I think she did a fantastic job. What do you think?

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Happy Anniversary!

Has it really been eight years?!

Take your pick. You can have the roses, which are more traditionally appropriate for anniversaries.

You can have the lilacs, which I know are your favorite but you are so allergic to them that you could die.

(Fortunately this is just on the computer, instead of in the kitchen, otherwise the white roses might be more appropriate).

You could have a random assortment of flowers in a vase.

Or you could just have a skunk with a strange name.

Hell, it's our anniversary. Have 'em all. You just have to keep the skunk outside.

Thank you, Shannon, for eight years of putting up with my sh*t.