How could we refuse this year's invitation to help her bake all her Christmas cookies? Here's what this year's invite looked like:"You are cordially invited to come to Todd and Donna's to help bake Christmas cookies. 
Come along quietly and nobody gets hurt.
And no complaining this year or we'll get our armed guards to use their soon to be banned semi automatic weapons on your lazy ass.
And no complaining this year or we'll get our armed guards to use their soon to be banned semi automatic weapons on your lazy ass.Oh, and all that happy holidays shit too."
So as you can see we're looking forward to it. I'll post pictures and a made up pack of lies about every one who attends this year's extravaganza sometime tomorrow. Mazel tov bitches!
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I suggested making gingerbread men this year, but Slim suggested gingerbread fetuses (feti?) with little umbilical cords. Where the hell does he get this stuff?
Man, I wanna go to this! First, it's in Knoxville, a place I've always wanted to see and secondly, just the colour of the kitchen alone makes me want to be there.
Y'all have a great time!
I want to join that army strictly for the dress!
Have fun, Monkey!
"wine swilling madwoman" . . . are there two of us?
sounds fun and yummy, plus with some monkey on the side. wish i were there!
Okay, I think I'm crushing hard on the broad hosting the bake fest. Have a ball. I want all the deets.
I want to come too!!! Remember, I have a great gingerbread man recipe. Will that get me invited?? Wine and cookies - it's the breakfast of champions.
Awesome uniform those guards are wearing! Is there a uniform store that sells them?
Love that yellow kitchen!
Your story reminds me of when Mom used to force us all over to help her make Xmas tamales.
She's gone now and I'd give anything to be forced into it all over again.
There are some traditions that you just don't mess with. Especially when machine gun toting women in awesome metallic dresses are involved.
Sounds like fun, lol
sounds like fun! tomorrow my annual ornament exchange!
My leaving town yesterday when you were coming to Knoxville was totally coincidental. No really.
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