UMMM… let’s just say it was a […]

I’VE got a bit of catch­ing up to do, so here’s three morsels of mundan­ity in one attract­ive pack­age. Ev - who appears to be rap­idly drift­ing away from real­ity - thought door 15 con­cealed Santa’s nut­sack. Really. I thought it might be Santa’s face, which I real­ise when com­pared to Santa’s nut­sack isn’t much of a guess.

But we’re both wrong! Thanks to the shitty mould­ing the del­ic­ate out­line of this lamb was hid­den, much like the any rela­tion­ship to chocol­ate this might have is hid­den by the wax and creo­sote Excel­lent Baron use to make it. And now to door 16…

“Oooo,” […]

AGAIN Ev beat me to the door, in this case num­ber 14 (for those of you caring enough to keep count). “Ooo­hhh… I don’t know what it is,” she said. I was still pick­ing up the cam­era when she popped the “chocol­ate” out and exclaimed, “It’s a squir­rel!”

Er… yeah, OK, Ev, whatever you say. Although I should point out that no boobs were involved in tonight’s […]

ONCE again Ev brought the Boobs of See­ing into play for the Decem­ber 12 door. “It’s a rock­ing horse!” she said. Could she - and her magical mam­mar­ies - be right again?

BOW DOWN BEFORE THE BOOBAGE! And now for tonight’s piece of crap bless­ing. I grabbed the cal­en­dar, rubbed it against my Moobs of Mys­tery, opened the door and declaimed: “It’s a star!”

WORSHIP THE […]

EV LET me do this one by myself. I have to admit that doing the PCoPPP(acta) is becom­ing like tak­ing a nightly Rorschach test - what weird thing from my psyche is this piece of crappy chocol­ate going to drag up? I think it’s Santa. Or a but­ter­fly.

Unless I’m very much mis­taken it’s the crap­ping gnome that made its first appear­ance back in 2006. Oh, and last night’s was a “star” (quote marks very much neces­sary, I’m afraid). I would have done an update only I […]