On December 26th the swinging party goers

 find themselves hung-up on a hangover.


     "I saw Fantasia in my head."


"I can't get Fantasia out of my head."

 



"Owww... aspirin."



"Even moving my lip hurts."



"Think that's bad? I can't get my eyes uncrossed?"



 "That's the last time we party with the three little pigs."

         
                  
"That was y're best corn ale, yet, Pa."
           "Thankye, son. Someday I'll teach ye' all ye need to know."


Go Back to Funny Emails  Home  Site Map


An original--- by Cynthia Queen  Share