Hiding in the back pantry at the party the other night, so as not to offend the sensibilities of those who might be offended, were some Christmas cookies that my sister-in-law made. (Avert your eyes if you're liable to be offended.)
Happily, an upstanding young man for whom I babysat a long time ago took some lovely pictures. We're hoping his mother hasn't seen them. The pictures, that is. We know she didn't see the cookies.
15 December 2010
Wordful Christmas Cookies for Wednesday
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OK, those got a guffaw from me.
And how wonderful that the house is still in the family!
Hee! Love it. X-rated cookies.
So funny! Love it!
Niiiiice.
Those should be glazed & hung from the tree every year.
just one step further, really, from Madonna singing Santa Baby...'and hurry down the chimney to me'.
best picture EVER!!!
And I thought Mommy kissing Santa was scandalous! LOL. Ho, ho, ho indeed.
I...I...I want that stamp!
Shade and Sweetwater,
K
Awesome
Bwa-ha! I want to go to your parties.
omg, I would so want to get you in the cookie exchange
Absolutely awesome.
Oh, and the many ways those letters could be arranged for all sorts of occasions...
OMG WANT WANT WANT!
Bwaaaaa haaaaaa haaaaaaa!
Just what you need when Christmas cheer isn't quite getting it done -- Christmas filth. Nicely done.
This cookie will go very very well with the song sung by Catwoman!
Love it!
I wish my SIL were as cool as yours. :-)
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