My Book Rating System

My book rating system is based on 5 stars. The book must be rated at least 3 stars for a review.

3 Stars: Good story, good plot, good writing.

4 Stars: I was wowed, but something about the story fell short of perfection.

5 Stars: I was either drooling, on the edge of my seat, or falling in love.

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Friday, December 14, 2012

Friday Funnies HO HO HO!

I hope you enjoyed these as much as I did. Can you say 'therapy'? See if you can find *your* family photo!

This puts a whole new spin to the phrase "family tree"!

Either Grandma is getting her sexy on, or Mom is looking for her youth - stop looking.

OMG - it's like Christmas "camo"!

What's with the Clown??? And the eyebrows????????

Lil' Jo may be seeing the Baby Jesus sooner than he thinks.

What was the motivation behind this one - Merry Christmas from Mom, the kids and Dad the porn star?

Yeah, that'll keep him quiet for a while.

Get a room. On second thought, our hands are full, never mind.

Holy Christmas Batman, Batgirl, Batdog and Robin.

The annual Christmas picture of the "I'm never getting laid" club.

Is Santa being held hostage?

Dad realizes that if the 40 pounds of tinsel catches fire on that tree, he has a better chance of survival without the flammable matching pj's.

Why is it that people think it's okay to make a complete a#* of Grandma.

"Oh Joseph, he looks just like you!"

These guys are trying way too hard to be bad. It's painful.


Merry Christmas from the Dork family, thank you, thank you very much.

This takes Christmas to a whole new level.


They have entirely too much time on their hands to dream this one up.

I don't know what's more horrifying - the family pj's or the hideous furry couch.

Get your snowman on!

I don't know who's more horrified, Santa or the "Death Becomes Me" kids.

To you, an your kin, we wish you peace and joy!

The first signs of little Jimmy's psychotic break.

This is wrong on so many levels.

Hey kid, is that your balloon, or are you happy to see me?


Speechless (I just hope that they have money tucked away somewhere in those fig leaves for counseling for the kids).

I can see why they won't let you have children of your own.


Seriously, that was the shirt you decided to wear for the family photo with Santa?

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