Cappuccino Santa wanted to make cappuccino for Cousin Anthony after he said Mass in the house last week. He was in town and said a quick Mass at our house. It was wonderful but we needed to get him some coffee for his long drive home. So we decided to make cappuccino. The wife took down a cappuccino machine, filled it with the coffee and the water and put it on the stove. Unfortunately it was the electric one with the rubber bottom. Fortunately we caught it before it melted and switched to real one.
Santa just stood there and laughed. What nasty bastard he is. He could've said something but noooooooooooooo he just stood there and chuckled to himself.
8 comments:
But Back Door Santa thinks Cappuccino Santa is hot. Back Door Santa is quite the slut.
I drew the line at buying Back Door Santa.
The rare clumbers were extra and they were very pricey!
Santa, you ass.
When we were kids, my brother and I set a glass of milk out about a week and a half before Christmas Eve. Then we left it for Santa. I'm surprised we ever got any presents.
Now that one clumber bit the Shnitz,
the price tag might be easier to swallow.
You can bad mouth Santa, but the dude could stick his finger up his nose and shoot out the chimney for cripes sake!
Ain't no cappuccino monkeys figured out THAT magic trick.
This looks like some sort of collection of doctor who monsters.
windbag, If it were Yoohoo then it would keep for years. Thanks, Yogi!
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