COMPANY CHRISTMAS PARTIES

AIN'T THE GREAT,AS LONG AS THERES BOOZE-

WHAT HAPPENED???

THE MORNING AFTER SEEMS MORE LIKE A REAL FUCKED UP DREAM. THINGS ARE HAZY ALREADY FROM HAVING A COCKTAIL OR SIX, FAIRYS ARE WANDERING AROUND, I BUMP INTO SUPER MARIO BECAUSE I'M STARING AT SANTA WHO HAS A BLACK EYE AND LOOKS LIKE HE WAS JUST RELEASED. PEOPLE ARE PASSING AROUND A BABY, EACH TAKING THEIR TURN DANCING WITH IT AS I TRY AND SNEEK A PHOTO OF ME STANDING NEXT TO DOG THE BOUNTY HUNTER. BUT IT WASN'T A DREAM. I KNOW BECAUSE I FOUND THESE PICS ON MY CAMERA TODAY, AND IT LOOKS LIKE I HAD A REAL SWELL TIME-

AHHHH, THE BACHELOR FRIDGE

HIGH LIFE AND A GNOME?
WONDER IF THERES EVEN BREAD FOR THAT MEAT & CHEESE-