It's Drunky Cookie Baking Time

We made cookies this weekend using cutters I bought in Amish country last year. We found a shop that had every cookie cutter you could think of, except of course of the ones you thought of first, it was Amish country not fetish country.

So I bought Ohio and Florida shaped cutters along with stockings, santas, and trees. The ornament shapes were an after thought, so we used a wine glass to cut those after we drank all the wine and moved on to bourbon. Wayne waved a carton of egg nog over the bourgon on the rocks just to make it a little more Christmasy.

I thought they looked pretty good, but our ole pal from San Fran said they look like vibrators and piles of shit.

God only knows what is coming out of, or going up that guys ass, but it ain't gonna be my cookies either way.