Casa de Trabajo

Saturday, February 17, 2007

I hate Christ-mass

You all know this. However, this past holiday magical Saint Nick dropped by our apartment, where we were still living until the house got "done".

Here is a picture of him appearing after I opened a bag of cracked corn

See Eliot in the back? We had invited him over and put him to work. However, Santa mistook Eliot for an escaped elf, on the run from Santa's workshop after embezzling toy funds and breaking Santa's heart after a closeted, yet passionate, sexual relationship. Santa couldn't resist a taste of that elf and made his move.

Santa was surprised by the Elf's reaction, and proceeded to drink copious amounts of scotch.


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