"Remember the Alpo!" yells Tyler, which awakens the three Texans from their Tequila-induced stupor.
"Why do they call those mangy critters Mal-MUTES if they keep howlin' at the top of their lungs all the time?", growls Davy Crockett.....

Now that Ebbie's stopped snoring, everyone can hear a lot better.....

A lot of the recently snowbound folks have gone out the far left back door to the beach, but Severn declines the invite. Being a former redhead, he burnt easily back in the days before he burnt easily.....

The shantymen in the corner, still in a Christmas mood, break into "Haul The Decks"....

Our reptile bartender is trying to get folks to try his newest creation, "The Insta-Gator"....

The cork in 'erbert's 'orse's arse is holding out for now, but after drinking freely from the trough full of Martinis, he's beginning to resemble Lee Marvin's mount in "Cat Ballou". Geoff The Duck is merrily swimming in what's left in the trough....

The line to the loo is growing longer. What could be wrong with Liz THIS year?
"Liz! Liz! Are you all right in there?" calls out the alligator.
The bartender thinks he'll give a bit of that Ginger Beer to the horse to see what happens before he pours out any more for the humans, just as a safety measure....

Is the Squid alive or dead? I guess we'll have to find that out from Liz, who doesn't seem to be squeaking to anybody at the moment....

When Christmas comes, there will be party favors and stocking stuffers provided by SINSULL. Be afraid!....