Seasonal Comedy Lovers Pillows

"Clocking in, clocking out."

"Little help?"

Santa Claus You Are Welcome.

"No, Doris, not implants!"

'The bank says they're freezing my assets! I don't understand: They've always been frozen...'

"I love November - the crunch of leaves underfoot... the crisp air... the holiday markets..." "... it getting dark by mid-afternoon..." "Okay, that's less enjoyable."

"We're freaky February hares, the mad march ones have vanished due to global warming."

'Summer's over and it's time to fall in!'

"UK government aren’t budging boss. Sole supplier or not under the new procurement regulations our new contract has to have three KPIs..."

Pre-Winter Ennui-'Hon, did you have the furnace checked?'

'It's a snow mobile.'

"So, are you predicting an early spring?"

The Month of August

"If you want to play fetch with the dog, throw your own @#&% arm."

"I love this time of year."

Snooze Alarm for Mole.

"You can't be serious about all these travel expenses in December!"

'Good lord, Mrs. Frost, how long has he been running a fever?!'

'Relax, it's purely a seasonally affected disorder.'

"Santa's elves have to eat, you know."

'He wants to return some shade trees because they stopped working in November.'

Christmas Socks

'Great! Thanks to the damn mortage crisis, we've got to live in a neighbourhood now where we wake up with yellow feet every second morning...'

Open Mike Night Presents Sadie Cohen in: Changing Seasons. Does life affirm with coming fall? Leaved hit the ground, men huddle. Smashing each other over a ball. Wrestling around in a puddle. Huh? In this potpourri of hulky sights, one image is hardly the least, sir. So many changes, so many nights ... to see Eli Manning's keister. The bard of NY Giants football. Beautiful. Disgusting.

'So is this your lazy days of summer, or are we still working on spring?'

'I love crocuses. They seem to defy the winter snow to let you know spring is coming.'

"Sorry I'm late. We were delayed when Rudolph caught a drone in his antlers."

"Wake up, it's Spring and we forgot to vote!"

Santa's Second Stringers.

The Four Seasonings.

A man lies in a hammock under leaves.

"I see Linda and Gay moved back from down South. I knew that wouldn't last."

"Merry Christmas. You Cheerful, Chirpring, Cheeping, Tweeting, Tw*ttering, Twittering Tw*t!"

The Itchy Back

"Not exactly a snowman!"