It’s almost that time of year. Lights, decorations, tinsel, presents, stocking, and blown out vaginas… Yep, I said it, Christmas vagina decorations are apparently a thing.
Now I hate Christmas decorating. I got a tree with Uncle Stink and J-Hoe last year and the entire trip was awful. No wonder the two of them don’t have girlfriends. It took us two hours before those picky asses found one they liked.
In saying that, if I can hang a few pierced clits from a tree, count me in. When Santa squeezes his fat ass down the chimney he’s in for a rude awakening. Then again maybe not. Some of those vaginas appear to have taken a 12 inch hog. Those are some lippy mother fuckers. Now it’s safe to say that Santa has a hanger, so Mrs. Claus probably looks very similar, and a lot like the bottom right blown out one. Therefore he won’t be frightened.
Ho, Ho, Ho – Merry Christmas people.
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