It's December 27!

 Time to return that ugly Christmas sweater some fool gave you.   I hope you got a gift receipt.

I don't care what religion you're wearing.  It's still ugly.

It grows on you.

Meanwhile, you know this sweater just reeks of cigar.

Is that a dog on your head or did you just forget to comb?

Aw, they're wearing each other.

And the theme is...what?

I think it works better with a T-shirt underneath.

Can we exchange him, too?

Perfect for Christmas in Branson.

Man or woman?  Vote now.

Back in the box, please.

Grandma: 96 pounds.   Sweater: 35 pounds.

Dinner last night:  Leftover beef.