Dear Elf: Please save some of that for me. Love, Sarah
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Travels with Choppy 
Where are the ladies Elf? Drinking cannot be as much fun.
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I want to see the condition of your “elf on the shelf” after he finishes that bottle if comfort. Could be very interesting!
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….wouldn’t trust Elfie…he probably takes a big sip and spits it back in the bottle
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Elfington… you is one remarkable booze hound. Even Choppy is a bit taken aback.
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well it IS christmas! cheers elf.
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Yeah that boy would end up in a box if he tried something like that around the Ranch. Even worse, I might even give him to the resident Ninja to dispose of, er handle.
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Southern Comfort! The Grand Old Drink of the South.
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Someone is waiting for spillage
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Not for me, please. Many years ago I’ve got a very heavy head from that stuff. It still aches when I’m remembering that night. 😉
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