Monthly Archives: December 2015

The Seventh Day of Fugmas: Tonight She’s Gonna Party Like It’s $19.99

She got robbed.

Tonight She's Gonna Party Like It's $19.99

The Seventh Day of Fugmas: So This Is Christmas

And what have you done?

So This Is Christmas

The Sixth Day of Fugmas: Her Sight Is Turned Way Down Low

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

Her Sight Is Turned Way Down Low

The Sixth Day of Fugmas: Wookiee for Love

In all the wrong places.

Wookiee for Love

The Fifth Day of Fugmas: White Christmas

“At least she’s coordinated. I don’t know what she’s coordinated for. Is it some festive white-bitch thing?”—Secondshade

White Christmas

The Fourth Day of Fugmas: O Christmas Tree, Thy Leaves Are So Unchanging

“I guess he didn’t get the memo about recycling your Christmas tree.”—Secondshade

I took this photo on January 21.

O Christmas Tree, Thy Leaves Are So Unchanging

The Third Day of Fugmas: Each Little Hoof

Your boots are uneven, dear.

Each Little Hoof