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Cyberbeast:
"Yeah, yeah, Ho Ho Freakin' Ho! And what do you want for Chrsitm...ah, who cares. Hey Blitzen, get me another beer will ya!"


144Bells_Jingle:
O~ Oh, Tannenbrew. . Hic! Oh, Tannenbrew!!... Hic! Howz lovley are yer Burp!-anchesz! Hic!~O


MadSigntist:
SantaCraws stomps through Tokyo to reach the treeehouse of his friend in need, Sensei Millerlogo and save him from attack by the minons of the evil scientist, Bud Wieser san.


Phibes:
For some reason, *this* family always seems to get the best presents from Santa...


LaurieFruitCake:
Designated driver *one* Rite of Passage yeah right . . .


GotMilk:
After enduring countless whiny children on his lap, Santa *finally* got his wish on Dec. 26th.


bugwber:
Kids! Sit on Santa's lap, but bring your own Lysol and put down plastic sheeting first.


Motis:
Publicity still from the 2001 remake of _It's a Wonderful Life_ starring Bobcat Goldthwaite.


WEIRD_1:
Now, if I could just fing the Jack Daniels tree, I'd be all set!


KINGDINOSAUR:
Here's a tip for all of the children out there. Santa Claus will leave you socks and underwear if you put out milk and cookies for him. That sucks! If you REALLY want cool presents, set out some beer and tie Mommy face-up, spread-eagle on the bed. Then Santa will unload his sack of goodies on Mommy. And he'll leave you neat stuff, too!


Scypha:
A little known fact is that the North Pole is home for Anheiser Busch's legendary Budwiser X-mas tree. Here we see a rare photo of Jolly Saint Nick himself chuggin' a cold one from this legendary tree. Poetic, isn't it?


Steve_Reeves:
Bobby made damn sure Santa knew he was nice *this* year!


Daleman:
Well Billy and Jane, see (hic) Santa has to keep up his strength to (burp) deliver presents to all the *good* boys and girls all over the freaking world so he lifts weights. This is called a (hic) shixteen ounce curl. Billy, go get ol' Santa another of your daddy's tall boys and I'll leave a special present for you pal. (fart) Heh heh, no that wasn't the present. Jane, do you know if mommy keeps (hic) any beef jerky in the house? Oh, where's da freaking can? Santa's got to see a man about a reindeer.


Lanzman:
"Ho ho >>BUURRRRRRRRRRPP<< ho! Gotta remember to make sure I put Ted Kennedy on the 'good' list next year."


Generik:
o/` "I'll have a breewwwww... Christmasssss... without yooouuuu... I'll have a- aw, screw it. Who'm I kiddin'? I'll have the whole friggin' twelve-pack downed before dark, an' then I'm workin' on that Southern Comfort the elves gave me. Hey, kid! What the hell are YOU lookin' at? Huh? Whadda YOU want fer friggin' Christmas, huh? Huh?!? Yeah... that's what I thought."


Shandi:
I have to wonder why Santa picks *THIS* house as his last stop before heading back to the north pole......


Martay:
Nowadays, even Kris Kringle must accept corporate funding. Here we see him enjoying "The ONLY Official Beer of the Yuletide Season", before flying away behind his team of trusty steeds, led by Rudolph the Red-Nosed Clydesdale.


D_Idaho:
Needless to say young Jimmy did get his life long subscription to Hustler that year.


Ragbot:
That would explain how Santa gets to every house on Christmas Eve; I drive really fast when I have to pee, too.


Buffoon:
.oO Domestic??? Damn! Is there anything I can leave that's more insulting than coal?


nashbrutusandshort:
Outside, the reindeer stared out at the bleak polar landscape with dread in their eyes, for they knew from many Christmases past how very much freer Santa was with the whip when he'd been drinking.


Agent_Moldy:
"On Budweiser! On Coors! On Miller and Schlitz! On Busch! On Corona! On -- *belllllch* oh, f*ck it."


DiscoBoy:
Santa liked his north Jersey stops the best...


BuckFifty:
Kris "Kegger" Kringle: Capricorn. Employed, with much time off for the finer things in life. Great with children. Married, looking for single elf for discreet relationship. Interested parties please leave message with the Psi Beta Cappa Fraternity House.


SpydieGirl:
The origin of Santa's "jelly belly" finally explained...it wasn't Mrs. Claus' fine home-cookin'.


402:
o/` "on the leventh day of Christmas my true love made to me...*hic*... fo-ur Holley carbs, three French... things, twoo turtle doves and a beeer... and a tree." o/`


Geier:
Sorta explains that whole "Gramma Got Run Over By A Reindeer" thing, don't it?


EyeCreature:
I hear that his beer gut shakes like a bowl full of jelly.


MrBungle:
o/ "All I want for Christmas is two new kidneys, two new kidneys, two new kidneys. All I want for Christmas is two new kidneys, and a liver and pancreas, too!" o/


SunSinner:
That's odd...I thought the Clausimoto Pokémon would be a helluva lot more popular this year...

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