Finally, a piñata I can get behind. And under.

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I’ve never been a huge fan of piñatas. I mean really, if you give me a baseball bat and want me to hit something other than a ball? It better be something worthwhile… like a certain red squirrel who shall remain nameless.

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But hold the phone…. there’s a piñata filled with liquor?

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Nipyata! Count me in.

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Covid? Sure I’ll give that a whack.

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Clown? Definitely whacking that creepy SOB.

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No, I might have to pass on that one. The husband wouldn’t want me practicing that particular swing.

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Apologies to my Republican friends, but that’s just begging to be whacked. (And look, he’s on sale)

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22 thoughts on “Finally, a piñata I can get behind. And under.”

  1. Normally I’d pay nada for a pinata, but I might be persuaded to buy one with a mole in it so I could play whack-a–mole without fighting a losing battle against the moles making mountainous molehills in my yard

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  2. Now I know what to do with the clown pendant light I had in my room when I was a kid. Damn thing scared the crap out of me every night for 10 years. I don’t even need anything to fall out of it.

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