Last Kiss by John Lustig for December 21, 2018

Well, you say that now, but when Ginger borrows your thigh-high Santa boots, you’re gonna pitch a fit.

Let’s make it double and both jump for Joy.

Looks like you’ve already got plenty of ginger, darlin’.

Please, not the ‘Ginger/Mary Anne’ thing.

And whose lap would you rather be sitting on?

If you give Ginger enough whisky she’ll want you too! Or do you mean A Ginger?(Because of course no person with a bit of culture would put Ginger Ale in Scotch Whisky. Or even Irish Whiskey.)

When my wife was young Santa liked beer and a sandwich.

Not much of a whiskey guy but I’ll take a double of that Ginger.

She’s been known to help Santa with his package.

The Mrs is a ginger and we like whisky.

Her fav song. C’his nuts roasting by my open fire. Jack Frost nibbling on my toes.

I believe it. You should see Ginger…

When Santa comes to my house he gets nothin’ but tequila and limes!

Get her a Whisky, guys. Ginger’s busy round my place.

Love those pouty lips! Here’s a candy cane for you honey.

I prefer whiskey to whisky.

Hope Santa brings you eyebrow tweezers…or a weedeater!

I want Ginger and Maryanne.