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Just another Christmas with the In-Laws

So at Christmas with my in-laws we played Dirty Santa/White Elephant/Screw Your Neighbor... wait, scratch that last one, that's a drinking game.

The present I ended up with, was a 3 foot tall, skinny, glass vase. I had no way to get it home, even if I'd wanted to. I didn't want to. Instead, I decided we should put beer in it. This seemed totally appropriate at the time.

I started us off.

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Then Rob got into the game.

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(Sorry for the blur. All technology hates me and I am incapable of buying a decent piece of anything but shit.)

Finally, my mother-in-law, Sheila, proved once again, how freakin' rockin' cool she is.

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You didn't know it at the time, but this was your elementary school counselor. Or could've been, if you were lucky.

I love Christmas with the In-Laws
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  1. Michael from dadcation.comJanuary 6, 2009 at 2:03 PM

    Wow. Your holiday was much cooler than mine.

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 7, 2009 at 10:08 AM

    Sheila is awesome! She's everyones favorite GILF

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  3. Me-Me KingJanuary 8, 2009 at 11:58 PM

    Now, that's what I call being resourceful. Hold on to that pic of Sheila - there might be a chance to use it as blackmail at a later date.

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