Holiday Break!

Readers, The Mafiosos would like to inform you that they will back in 2010. And with a bang. They will not let you down.

They have asked me to provide you with another "WTH?!" moment for this week's adventure.
Please feel free to caption. . .

Chihuahua Confessions

Carmela has a confession she is prepared to make. Apparently, she is obsessed with shoes. Completely, utterly obsessed. She can 't stop buying them! She can't walk by a store without going inside to see if there are any cute pairs in her size. Just last week, I bought . . .

Um, I mean, *SHE* bought four new pairs. She has to be stopped. So the first step is for her to admit there's a problem.

"I don't have a problem!
The only problem I see is
not enough closet space!"

"You really can't blame me for buying these.
They are completely delicious!
I had to get them."

"What?
These totally call out to
my wild, animal side!"

"And every gal needs a pair of
bedroom stripper shoes for her man."

WAIT, WHAT?! You have a man?

"Don't ask questions you aren't
prepared for.
Here, let me distract you."

"I also own lots of fabulous flats!"

"Yeah, these here would be
your tasteless shoes.
I don't wear stuff like this.
I'm a lady."

"Seriously. I didn't buy these."

"I'm more into girly shoes."

"Here's my newest pair!"

"I look FAB-UUUU-LESS!"