Tuesday, December 13, 2011

On the second day of What The Effmas...


...these two bitches were still wearing their Halloween costumes as they set this tree on fire.
And there was this traitorous douche with his infuriating countdown.


See - I'm not the only one who thinks the whole FOREVER YEAR ROUND CHRISTMAS thing has gotten a bit out of hand. These girls were probably still swapping Fun Size Snickers for Butterfingers on their living room floor when their mom came dragging an offensively premature sapling across their trading grounds.

"Nice try, moms, we're not done with Halloween yet and we'll thank you not to ruin our sugar high with your 'Let's untangle all the twinkle lights' bullshit."

Which is when they used their free reign in the attic "looking for the lights" to dust off the emergency candles and hatch a plan to *disappear Christmas*.

Take that, woman! And we're wearing our Halloween costumes to the mall later when you force us to go with you to pick out stocking stuffers. We will not go quietly into the holiday season!

These are my kind of girls. Just...make sure you take them to White Castle.

1 comment:

  1. I think you should take submissions for this each year. I could have an album of tacky in my neighborhood!

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