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Sure….this looks like I’ve got game and am having a romantic dinner. Which I am. But I’m not dating blue-dress Barbie. Surfer barbie thinks I’m in a relationship with her, which makes this dinner a little sketchy. I’m only out for a couple weeks. An Elf’s got to get what he can while he can.
I hate when I drool on my tafetta and lose one of my Louboutins while I’m sleeping. But some spanx and an evening gown is so much more flattering to my figure than that red potato sack suit I normally have to wear.
Photo courtesy of http://merrickandvanessa.blogspot.com/2011/12/elf-on-shelf.html
It was all Spidey’s idea, I swear. I was perched on the mantel waiting for the kids to wake up when I heard, “Pssst. Hey jingle boy. You wanna man-up tonight?” Since waiting around all night for my 24 seconds of glory when the kids find my hiding spot doesn’t exactly make for an exciting life, I took Spidey up on his offer.
Photo courtesy http://boobooville.blogspot.com/2011/12/innapropriate-elf.html</font>