Tuesday, December 4, 2007

joy to the world

Every year around this time, we start to decorate the library for the holidays. There is a Hanukkah display, a Christmas tree, and even a Kwanzaa bulletin board in the children's department. I think we should even put up a pole for Festivus, you know, for the rest of us.

What the patrons don't know is that we librarians have our own secret little tree in the back room. It's called the Hottie Tree. We're all supposed to print out a color picture of the hunky celebrity we like best and hang it on the tree. There have been a wide variety of hotties, from Clark Gable to Johnny Depp to Liberace (I really hope that was a joke).

Here's my addition:
(what would a free man do?)

Now the Hottie Tree is smokin'.

8 comments:

Tam said...

I don't make a habit of swooning, but I've been known to make exceptions. He's one.

Jay G said...

Y'know, if I had hair, and a beard, and a chiseled chest, and extensive plastic surgery I'd look just like that...

Breda said...

um....Jay? So would I.

Lydia said...

I used to look like that, but I got tired of women crawling all over me and doing crude things with my photos, so I got plastic surgery to look like your average pudgy lesbian.

Breda said...

Lydia, my favorite above average lesbian - this is a 1st! You, complaining about women crawling all over you? Are you feeling okay?

comatus said...

Looking like that isn't all it's cracked up to be. I have to take a lot of shit from Persians.

This...is...Willoughbeeeee

Lydia said...

let's think for a moment...women I don't know, who may not have bathed in months...tooth count unknown...marital status questionable...in general, women are scary. then again, it may be because I dated the crazy ones before getting lucky

BobG said...

I used to look like him, but my hair fell out, my beard went gray, and my six-pack abs turned into a keg...