"Why is the carpet wet, Todd?" "I don't know, Margot!"

Sorry, Becky, not to rub it in but...life is pretty good for Sam right now - sugar cookies, Chevy Chase and a winter ale, my kind of Wednesday night. Tonight we had our official viewing of National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. In attendance were Mom, Sam, Kitty (with a special Demon Kitty appearance), and no Dad. Dad thought it more fit to watch Miller Highlife commercials on his computer instead of joining the family. I guess he lost the privilege. Anyway, I am partially disappointed because of the low turnout, so I am looking forward to next year's showing. With that said, for those of you who didn't get to watch, please enjoy the best scene of the movie. Please don't let children under the age of 15 watch, nor Uncle Rob, unless of course you want to bet him that Clark's boss isn't Bill Murray and want to win some holiday cash.

(Please note that this is not intended for commercial purposes, so please don't report me to the FCC or to the Screen Writer's Guild...oh wait, they aren't doing squat right now. Anyway, this is only for my sisters' enjoyment and to demonstrate improper sanitation techniques. Don't sue me, in two and a half years I might graduate from law school!)