Sunday, December 7, 2008

Christma-Cola

I didn't think it was possible for Coke to get any better. Or Christmas. But they both just did. They got married and had this fabulous baby. Check it out.



It's like a Coke bomb--those old fashioned kind like the ones that the Road Runner left around for Wiley Coyote. But less explosive. And more yummy. Courtesy of Smiths Marketplace (and brought to me by my own personal Coke delivery girl. Sorry, I think she only works for me. You're going to have to get your own delivery girl.)

Thanks Kelli!

5 comments:

rychelle said...

did you see the coke commercial i posted today?
this is almost as great as that. ;)

tiburon said...

Those things kind of seem lame - too small. Not enough cola refreshment...

I need something bigger.

A bigger ball.

Karyn said...

We have those where I work too. They are cute.

Kelli said...

Sorry, but it was from good ol' Wal-Mart...and to Tiburon...you're just jealous I didh't bring you one. :) I think they are adorable...and the perfect size to put in the bottom of a Christmas stocking instead of an orange.

Mindi said...

what's up with your personal coke chick? i have NOT A SOUL bringing me ddp.

hmmmmm. i feel somewhat inadequate and insignificant right now.

she really loves you. but not as much as i do.