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Elf Yourself

I'm feeling indulgent to my readers today ;) This is by popular request. Enjoyment at my expense. I'm nice that way.
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Unknown said…
You ROCK! That was too cute!
12/04/2007 4:07 PM
tim said…
a friend showed this to me at work today...so Pam and I were putting together a hit list to superimpose and share...you were at the top of the list so we hurried to Thinks By Me to steal a picture...There you were, dancin' in the snow...already "Elfed"; great stuff.
12/04/2007 7:26 PM
Anonymous said…
The only thing better than this would've been if you "elfed" the whole family!
12/05/2007 8:16 AM
Mary Ellen said…
You boogy on girl!!!

Really enjoyed seeing all the family pics on the other blogs!
12/05/2007 8:48 AM
Anonymous said…
TOOOOOO FUNNNNNYYYYY!!!!

Damon and I sat here and laughed! HE made me do it over and over. My brotherinlaw did this last year, you make a prettier elf LOL!

Great job. I sent the link to Marianne, I am sure she is laughing out loud!

~Sue
12/05/2007 3:27 PM
Rochelle said…
You go girl! I sent it to my Dad with his face on it...He loved it!
12/05/2007 3:39 PM
LindaJo49 said…
This must be the popular thing this year -- I received it from a church friend. I also did it with two of our grandsons yesterday. They LOVED it and thought it was quite hysterical to see themselves dancing!!
12/06/2007 8:33 AM
Anonymous said…
Wanna see Bush and his family dress in Goofy Elf Outfits and dance in front of you this Christmas? Check out this funny site
12/24/2007 5:38 PM
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