Calcetines (6 pair, lo puedes creer?!)

Chones (Fruta de los Looms)

I look just like this in my chones.

Un DVD de pornos from Alemania (thanks, Chito!)

Este uh.. what do you call it… camera digital? How do you work this, mijo? It’s got chingos de buttons.

Gift card for the liquor store. ¡Todo edad!

Un Tony Romo jersey. Go Cowboys!

Leave him alone, Jessica Simpson.

A Dayplanner. Pues, que pinche fregado shit es esto?

A case of Tecate. My wife is the best. I love you, baby! Merry Holidays!

Somewhere in the woods near the magical city of Buffalo, New York a unicorn deer was discovered.

“I just wish somebody would shoot it so we’d know what that was,” Ebeling said.

Similar to the chupacabra, no one is exactly sure what “it” is; but, people do know they want to kill it. I’ve always found it fascinating that when people don’t know what something is, their first impulse is to kill it.

Other Subjects of the “Kill It” Phenomena

My holiday wish this year is for that unicorn deer to live (and for those Mexicans, too.)

Happy Holidays,

Danu