Sandy Claus and Friend
Won’t you guide my sleigh tonight? You’re up, Spoons!
Thanks!
Okay, in keeping with the current theme, I’m not sure what’s happening here, so why don’t you folks tell me?
“Who wants to climb on Santa’s lap? Ho ho ho!”
Stan? Is that you?
Friends call me Heat Miser.
When you’re unemployed 364 days a year it’s almost inevitable that you might try your hand at porn…
“What? How do you think I manage to stay jolly? Can’t always live on Christmas cheer and cookies!”
He has to drink so much milk on Christmas Eve that it literally oozes out of his pores when he takes a bath.
@Knowed_Out get it for this one:
Take it away, @Knowed_Out !
OK, how about this?
OK, Junior, you got nine lives. Don’t waste 'em.
Time to put the “cat” back in “Catholic”.
“Mary? You got some 'splaining to do.”
Further proof that cats are gods, and we but mere servants
Joseph made sure to leave a decoy behind before he and his family fled to Egypt.
“So… a pigeon, eh, Mary?”
“Well, it’s not like I’m his real father, anyway…”
“Mary, what was that ex-boyfriend’s name again? Panther or something like that?”
I’m feline this one is worthy of winning. Your turn, Winston.