Cracks me up every time.
Know what else cracks me up? This book:
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If you're looking for a last-minute gift for a mother, this book will make you laugh out loud.
I'm off to work now. And you! Quit scratching your ass and get baking those cookies.
Note the appropriate response here is: "When did THAT happen?" because let's be honest, life is moving so fast, there's ...
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I can't scratch my ass. My horns are gone.
Gone!
My previous owner took them away.
Although I suppose I could just rub my ass against the fence.....
Of course, if you read my post about baking cookies, you can be sure to scratch your ass WHILE you're baking and all will turn out as expected!
HA! Those are hilarious. I've also actually been enjoying the Best Buy Christmas commercials - the one you posted and the BB ones are the only ones who aren't relegated to my trigger fast-forward finger. ;)
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