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Pic of the Day: “Look at her.” “Holy smoke! She looks like a nice girl.” “She is a nice girl.” “Hardly your type, Skip.” “I’ve fallen in love with her. Her accent is foreign, but it sounds sweet to me. We were born thousands of miles apart, but we were made for each other.” (75th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “All right. Everybody into the den, or I’ll shoot her.” “Go ahead. Shoot her.” “Shut up! Get in the den!”
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Pic of the Day: “Forgive me, shopping makes me nervous.” “That’s all right, working here makes me nervous.” (5th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “That’s right. Got my ass back in the projects. The only place where you get robbed by Santa Claus on Christmas Eve.”
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Pic of the Day: “So… you still think that killing yourself would make everyone feel happier, eh?” “Oh, I don’t know. I guess you’re right. I supposed it would have been better if I’d never been born at all.” “What did you say?” “I said I wished I was never born!” “Oh, you mustn’t say things like that… Oh, now wait a minute. That’s an idea now, isn’t it? What do you think? Ahhh… that will do it. All right, George… you’ve got your wish: you’ve never been born.”
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Pic of the Day: “You’re the innkeeper’s wife.” “Do innkeeper’s wives have naturally curly hair?” (55th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Don’t tell him what you want, he’s a liar.” “Let the kid talk.” “You disgust me! How can you live with yourself?” “Just cool it, Zippy.” “You sit on a throne of lies.” “Look, I’m not kiddin’.” “You’re a fake.” “I’m a fake?” “Yes!” “How’d you like to be dead, huh? Ho, ho, just kidding.” “You stink.” “I think you’re gonna have a good Christmas, all right.” “You smell like beef and cheese, you don’t smell like Santa.”
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Pic of the Day: “They’ll blow their floofloovers. They’ll bang their tartookas. They’ll blow their whohoopers. They’ll bang their gardookas. They’ll spin their trumtookas. They’ll slam their slooslunkas. They’ll beat their blumbloopas. They’ll wham their whowonkas.”
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Pic of the Day: “Listen, Scrooge, if men were measured by kindness, you’d be no bigger than a speck of dust!”
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Pic of the Day: “Things are fucked up at the North Pole. Mrs. Claus caught me fucking her sister, now I’m out on my ass.”
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Pic of the Day: ♫ “I’m waking, spent too long playing dead / I’m shaking these blues out of my head / Not letting anybody bring me down / I’m ready for turning my life around” ♫
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Pic of the Day: “Well, I-I’d better go.” “Okay.” “Goodnight.” “Goodnight.” “Actually, I don’t have to go.” “Right. Good.” “I mean…” “No-no that’s good. Just, um, would you excuse me for one second? Just…” “Sure.”
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Pic of the Day: “Karen hated to say goodbye to Frosty, but as Santa promised, Frosty returned every year with the magical Christmas snow. And every year there was a big celebration with a big Christmas parade.”
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Pic of the Day: “Are you here all by yourself?” “Ma’am, I’m eight years old. You think I would be here alone? I don’t think so.” (30th Anniversary)
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Pic of the Day: “Oh, this is too scary. I don’t think I wanna see any more!” “When you’re right, you’re right… You’re on your own, folks. We’ll meet you at the finale!”
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Pic of the Day: “Harry, are you wearing aftershave?” “That’s not aftershave, Marv. That’s kerosene. The rope is soaked in it.” “Now why would anyone wanna soak a rope in kerosene?”
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Pic of the Day: “Hermey! Aren’t you finished painting that yet? There’s a pile-up a mile wide behind you! What’s eatin’ ya, boy?” “Not happy with my work, I guess.” “What?” “I just don’t like to make toys.” “Oh, well, if that’s all… What? You don’t like to make toys?” “No.” “Hermey doesn’t like to make toys!” “Hermey doesn’t like to make toys. Shame on him!” “Do you mind telling me what you do want to do?” “Well, sir, someday, I’d like to be a… a dentist.” “A dentist?”
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