The Perfect Holiday Gift

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Pam said…
I can't believe you don't have any comments on this yet! People must not be watching it.

This is the funniest thing I have seen in a very long time! "...put your junk in that box..." ROFL!
December 22, 2006 at 8:16 AM
Anthony said…
I can only attribute it to holiday-induced stress.
Either that, or the video shocked them into a trauma and left them unable to type or communicate.
December 22, 2006 at 9:27 AM
Anonymous said…
This is FRIGGING HILARIOUS!!! And *cough* somebody stole it from you. Shame on them.
Thanks for starting my day off with a smile.
December 22, 2006 at 11:50 AM
bananas62 said…
OH MY GAWD!!!! That's stinkin' Hilarious!!!!! I finally got a chance to sit down at my computer and I'm dying out here I'm laughing soo hard!!!!
December 22, 2006 at 11:12 PM
Kate Michele said…
Chad has showed this to everyone he knows!! BOYS!!!
December 22, 2006 at 11:39 PM
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