Run, Run, Rudolph

Apparently I missed the memo about dressing Tyler up for Christmas. This is getting out of control.

Ka-Chow!

Someone warn the Hudson Hornett, Lightning McQueen is on the loose again...

Is It Labor Day?

Excuse me, ma'am. It is currently December 2009 - please put your summer dresses in the bins that you were storing your winter clothes in and your white cowboy boots back in 1984. Thanks!

Rudolph, the Red-Nosed....Dodge Ram??

So, as you can see here - there are antlers rubber-snubbed onto the grill guard and a red cup shoved into the front of it. At first, Banana and I couldn't figure it all out, we were wondering if this was just the most convenient place to store their cup in case they happened upon a keg party. But, after further review, we determined that it was, in fact, Rudolph.

What you probably can't see is that there is Christmas tinsel duct taped onto the hubcaps. Truly a classy move.

And isn't it fitting for this fine display of Christmas cheer to be parking in front of the Wal-Mart?

It's like people are posing for this blog...

Thanks for the submission, Whit!

All The Single Ladies

I'm going to go out on a limb and say this guy doesn't have a girlfriend.