You wake from a deep sleep, look down at your own hand and... AAAAAAAAUGHHHHHHHHH! There's something about the eyelashes that makes it extra super disturbing, no? {Source}

Yeah, I seem to be on a bit of a Christmas binge. Shit I started decorating the other day thinking it was December. Damn stores getting me all confused with their decorations up in September, pretty soon they will erect a permanent Christmas tree in our local mall with Easter Bunny, a witch, a flag for Australia Day and an effigy of me and be all fuck it, all the holidays are covered lets go home. So this year I was thinking it would be SUPER CUTE if MPS bought me a present for each of the 12 days of Christmas. Like an ipad and a new car and necklace from Tiffany's. And I could like get him a card from Etsy. Seven swans a swimming {Source} Six geese a-laying {Source} Two Turtle Doves {Source} And a partridge in a pear tree. {Source} As my dear old grandfather said, "They all looks the same, lovey," {he had a metric butt tonne of grandkids and often called me Graeme. Ironically we never knew anyone called Graeme}... and it is the thought that counts. Kelley - who is deeply disturbed by these cards because OMG THEY ARE NOT EVEN IN THE SAME FAMILY! Let alone genus or species... *rocks wildly in the corner wailing about the future of our children if Etsy sellers don't know their Columbidae from their gawd damn Anatidae*

You were just LOOKING for an excuse to break out the really giant needles. We understand. {Source}

Who has stuffing for brains? Baby has stuffing for brains! {Source}

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