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~For The Love of a Good Dickie~

on December 16, 2014


Seriously Cousin Eddie, where did you get that fabulous dickie? I am utterly jealous of how it makes your neck look so slim *chuckles*.

Did you notice how you can clearly see the black square under the white sweater? I am fashion savvy so you know I did *shrieks* at the catastrophe of bad dickie placement.

I loved National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation it is like a right of passage for the holidays. With that said. I am going to list a few of my favorite memories of “National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation”.


Let's GREASE this thing.

Let’s GREASE this thing.

You have to know that if you grease a metal saucer, bad things are going to happen *smiles*.

Oh Shitttttttttt....!!

Oh Shitttttttttt….!!

Somebody out there needs to make this stuff. Yo scientists! Forget about curing cancer… THIS is what society demands! Sled Lube *giggles*.



Wearing nothing but a short bathrobe, Cousin Eddie stands outside early one winter morning with a cigar in his mouth and a beer in one hand while he empties out the “shitter” from his R/V into a nearby storm sewer. Clark’s neighbor Todd steps outside for his morning jog, but when he sees Eddie raise his beer up in the air and shout, “Merry Christmas! Shitter was full!” *this was classic*.





Gotta love the so-called pride and joy of cousin Eddie’s family is a dog called “Snots” – named because of a sinus condition that appears to cause the dog to leak mucus all over its face. This dog was a riot, it made crazy noises while yakking on a bone. Everyone needs a pet like “Snots” *nods*.


Drink Up Clark!

Drink Up Clark!

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It’s the look of ultimate fear overcoming the old man’s face combined with his scream of “SQUIRREL!” that easily makes this one of the greatest moments in the movie *chuckles*.



Loved the houselights and everything that leads up to the lighting of them, the ONLY gripe I have is, Clark, you realy should of used colored lights *sighs*.



Absolutely LOVED Todd and Margo the yuppy neighbors, it seems no matter what Clark does, it always somehow results in making Todd and Margo’s life a living hell which is drop dead funny.


The End!

The End!

What were your favorite parts?




Did you know this kid NEVER said ONE word…..??


4 responses to “~For The Love of a Good Dickie~

  1. R. Todd says:

    Nothing about the cat? I love cats (every kind of cat, I just want to hug them all, but I can’t hug every cat)… but that scene was epically hysterical.

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