The tenth thing at Christmas that has insulted me:
Ten breast enhancements
Because the best gift you can give to your wife and her four sisters is a gift to yourself… (Photo credit: Shira Gal)
Nine smelly reindeer
The weight of all nine reindeer was needed to keep those plastic surgeons in that gift box. (Photo credit: Keven Law)
Eight vegan cookies
This must be what the hospital serves after surgery. At least that’s how it tastes. (Photo credit: veganchicksrock)
Seven cancelled flights
Eventually, the airlines will figure out a way to charge for the extra “baggage.” (Photo credit for original: Allen Skyy)
Six sixes sixing
And who encouraged you to buy your wife this silicone?
Five drunk fratboys
These wise young men believe that breast enhancement surgery makes an excellent gift. (Arthur Browne created this image. Art likes monkeys, probably because he claims to be a monkey. You can see more monkeys on his blog, Pouring My Art Out.)
Four weeks of church
“O come let us adore them… oops… I mean Him.” (Thanks to James O’Neil at Memories of a Time for providing the image. He also did the glasswork.)
Three Santas
Three out of three Santas want the lady to sit on their laps after surgery. (Photo credit: Josh Roulston)
Two tacky gifts
One boobjob also counts as two tacky gifts. (Photo credit for original: Richard Huber)
And the kid who wants a large breed
Unfortunately, she’s smarter than the guy who thought his wife wouldn’t kill him for buying her the boobjob. (Photo credit: Steve Harris)
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Bumblepuppies 
Instead of getting the wife a boob job, why not simply get the husband therapy? It’s less bloody and benefits so many more people’s quality of life.
For starters, it’s a lot easier to make jokes about boobjobs.
True. Too many of the therapists I have met at cocktails parties WERE jokes. Hard to top that.
Funny, I never looked at cleavage this way before. Thanks for your point of view.
Thanks. 😉 I do my best.
Sorry… I got distracted… what?
Let me guess what you got your wife…
I wish,,, I mean… Uh…