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| Yes, I see the "Do Not Copy", but hey, this person may get a fewhits off this post... |
Suitable as a gift for all your friends who are interested in vampires, Santa Claus, and Christmas, this picture of Santa, the vampire slayer, as a downloadable pdf
DeCapiTaTed hEaD oRnaMent
decapitated head
for your spooky tree
ShinEy pRettY ThiNgs
Monsters have a fondness for shiny and colorful objects; so it makes sense that they have begun to claim Christmas ornaments as their own. They are very possessive of such items. Unsuspecting humans, who dare try to take the ornaments away, might lose a finger or two!
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| So I didn't see anything wrong with this one...until I read the title~lol |
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| These would make a great gag gift~lol Golden Girls Christmas Ornaments set of 5 |
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| Jaladhi the Octopus Ornament |
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| Oh My! Sperm...for Christmas?!?! AND It's ON SALE?!?! |
Each Sperm is about 3 inches in length.
Comes with black ribbon
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| Alien baby in a stocking Ornament |
"I was a little bit surprised to find my stocking filled. I mean, it WAS Christmas and all, but I hadn't hung my stocking... and yet there it was.
Dangling jauntily from the mantel. Though actually it was one of my holiday socks I'd kicked off the night before after eggnog and fruitcake and a marathon of movies and candy. Cheerful red and white stripes as happy looking and festive hanging from the fireplace as they'd been on my feet.
I should have been wondering who'd hung my sock, but all thoughts of Santa and sneaky relatives fled my mind as the *gift* I'd been bestowed took center stage and started tapping dancing it's way into my awareness.
Tappity tap tap on my struggling, fruitcake and eggnog bloated mind.
That was no ordinary stocking stuffer. Of that I was sure. No chocolates or oranges or pretty boxes filled with glittering jewels awaited my eager hands....not even a puppy, which would have been crazy enough and yet not near as wild as the gift that wriggled contentedly, squirming about inside my now stretched red and white holiday sock.
It looked like an alien. Well of course it was. I chided myself for considering that it could possibly be anything but, even whilst I slapped my mental self silly for believing it to be an alien.
It blinked, dark mysterious eyes that were filled with child like wonder. It's blueish green nose seemed to deepen in color and my eyebrows rose...my mouth fell open.
This was no dream, this was reality. Christmas morning had brought more than a light dusting of snow on the patio, it had brought a wee little alien stuffed into my sock.
I stepped closer and the creature stirred, watching me, the larger eye filled with curiosity while the smaller one seemed content to just observe.
"Hello?" I said, half questioningly. Wondering about my sanity, wondering if there was a manual that came along with mysterious alien baby gifts on Christmas morning.
"Bloop bleep." It said. In clear, sweet tones, apparently happy to hear my voice.
The little horn knob bumps on it's head glittered in the weak winter sunlight that filtered in through the curtains.
Yes, definitely alien....
I wondered what I should do with it, and even whilst I wondered I stepped ever closer and hesitantly, carefully reached a hand out to lightly stroke one of those blue green ears. It seemed to purr, very feline like.
What to do....
I sighed, audibly and alien giggled, "bloop bleeeeep, bla ha hee, bleep."
Well...it would look like naming it and seeing if it liked fruitcake for breakfast would be a good place to start. It was a wondrous morning, Christmas morning always is...but especially so when one finds an alien baby in their sock."
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