The Moment You've All Been Wookin For.

First, a recap. Thus far, Your Cool Friend Penny has given you:

Twelve Sexy Tranzies
Eleven Winners in Wifebeaters
Ten Really Bad Glamour Shots
Nine Gals Named Tammy
Eight Lovely Ladies in Lingerie
Seven Festive Freaks
Six Icky Naked Guys
Five Men with Fancy Facial Hair
Four Chins (and Four Sensitive Ponytail Men)
Three Zany Chandelier-Swingin' Party Gals
Two Bulging Boobies

(Ahem... Who loves you the most? ME.)


And now. Finally. It's Day One.








I forget where I found it, but it wasn't my usual Love Happens site. I snagged it from a blog last year, I think.






I'll allow sufficient Not Safe For Work Spoiler Space.



















































Many thanks to my awesome R for his Photoshop expertise!

R deserves some serious props, y'all. What a great husband he is to sit in front of an uncensored pic of a lumpy, fat, pasty, naked old perv and create a clever way to festively cover up the shrunken genitalia of said lumpy, fat, pasty naked old perv (and if you really want the original unedited pic, I'll send it to you, you f*ckin sicko) so that I might have an appropriately freakish finale for my Twelve Days of Wookin!

How many other husbands would do that for their wives? Could I possibly have married a better man? He constantly proves his love for me in such adorable, albeit somewhat unconventional ways.


And so, from myself, R, Beebie, Pie and Tito -
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.




UPDATE: Just in case you missed it in the comments section (thanks, Elizabeth!), this totally needs to be posted under Icky Naked Grandpa.

Explicit Lyrics Warning - but it's so worth it.