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The barber, the fireman and the accountant here would like to invite you to join them for mint juleps on the veranda. Don't be late!

Poor birdie, doesn't he realize that the flower has a button in the middle and isn't a real flower at all? Poor blogger, doesn't she realize that the whole thing is made of sugar and the birdie isn't even real? I get lost sometimes guys, for real.

I suppose if you can't afford a butler to twirl your ice cream for you, an automatic cone will have to do.

Sometimes you only want one little cookie. Sometimes you only want one little hard peppermint. I think this philosophy stretches across a lot of disciplines. Sometimes you only want one little cup of coffee, kiss from the dog, shot of tequila, chocolate on your pillow... I could go on and on.

Sometimes you're just not feeling quite right, not like your bubbly, happy-go-lucky, sweet as pie self. I know those days, I understand. It's going to be okay I promise. Just take two of these and call me in the morning.

Those elves in Santa's workshop are so mischievous! This guy snuck into Santa's magic sack of gifts and from the look on his face it appears he's been found out. Don't be too hard on him, Santa! He just wanted to hang out with you!

I'm not even sure what a sugarplum is, or if it's even a real thing, but when I think of how they're grown this is what I see in my head.

Obviously what this lunch is missing is eggs! but don't waste your food by throwing it at those pigs over there.