Because nothing says “I’m a man’s man” like posing next to your ludicrous gun collection in the family rec room whilst wearing shiny disco boots and a sweater with dancing reindeer… Note: This is Exhibit #6 in Bonnywood’s March Madness. Details found here.
Father: “You’ve disappointed me again, Clara.” Clara: “Whatever could you mean, Father?” Father: “Coming home drunk again, all tarted up and messy.” Clara: “How could you possibly think I was drink?” Father: “”Because you’re talking to the hat rack over there, and I’m over here.” Clara: “Oh. I […]
Little Sally: “Are we really supposed to eat that? It looks like roadkill.” Little Billy: “I know it’s not pretty. But it’s only a month until Christmas and you know what that means.” Little Sally: “That there will be another one of these dead birds on the table?” […]
Little Sally: “Are we really supposed to eat that? It looks like roadkill.” Little Billy: “I know it’s not pretty. But it’s only a month until Christmas and you know what that means.” Little Sally: “That there will be another one of these dead birds on the table?” […]
Thanksgiving leftovers… Little Sally: “Are we really supposed to eat that? It looks like roadkill.” Little Billy: “I know it’s not pretty. But it’s only a month until Christmas and you know what that means.” Little Sally: “That there will be another one of these dead birds […]
Father: “You’ve disappointed me again, Clara.” Clara: “Whatever could you mean, Father?” Father: “Coming home drunk again, all tarted up and messy.” Clara: “How could you possibly think I was drink?” Father: “”Because you’re talking to the hat rack over there, and I’m over here.” Clara: “Oh. I […]
Trudy had mixed emotions about being the richest woman in Roswell, New Mexico. Yes, it was rather festive having your own Ferris wheel in the backyard, but the constant alien-landings on the grand staircase were getting a bit tiresome…
Howard Hughes: “I’m pleased to meet you, Bette.” Bette Davis: “Likewise, I’m sure. Thank you for participating in this charity event.” Howard: “Happy to do so. But what, exactly, are we supporting?” Bette: “Why, we’re raising funds for a new animal shelter. Surely you read the invitation.” Howard: […]
Father: “You’ve disappointed me again, Clara.” Clara: “Whatever could you mean, Father?” Father: “Coming home drunk again, all tarted up and messy.” Clara: “How could you possibly think I was drink?” Father: “”Because you’re talking to the hat rack over there, and I’m over here.” Clara: “Oh. I […]
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