Alison Brie gift guide

 

Alison Brie gift guide

Alison Brie starred in commercials as the gift guide. She wore all red and had a ponytail. She appeared on a show as the gift guide. That is when she heard that she had been nominated for a messing. Someone had written in and said that they felt that the commercials were commercializing Christmas too much and putting pressure on people to spend inordinate amounts of money on Christmas gifts. Of course that is exactly what commercials were meant to do. “Well, you can’t really argue with that,” Alison said. “I think they have got you there,” the host said.

“We all know that Christmas is not about gifts or money. It is about covering someone in tons of sloppy mess.” “I ..a..I don’t know if I would agree with that,” she replied. “Who thinks that the viewer was right and that the gift guide deserves a messing?” The whole audience cheered their approval. Alison shook her hands and her head. “Well, I think we have our answer right there. If you would kindly come with me,” he said, offering his hand. She sputtered her lips, took a deep breath and took his hand.

He led her over to a special gunge tank that was decorated for Christmas. “I would like you to know that we have a special Christmas treat set up for you. This lovely tank is actually filled with lovely egg nog. Can you believe it?” “No, I really, I really can’t,” she said sarcastically. “Well on the count of three, all of that lovely egg nog will be coming your way.”

“Here we go. Three…two…one!” The release was then pulled. Alison looked up in a panic as she heard a creaking noise above her head. She then flung her head forwards just as the egg nog began to pour down upon her. She closed her eyes as it poured over her bangs and down her face. It soon covered her dark hair and dumped all over her red outfit. She wrapped her arms around herself and held her breath as she was showered in thick egg nog.

She shook her head. Her hair was soaked in nog. It dripped from her nose and from her chin. The audience roared in laughter. “We actually have a second, very special gift for you. It is actually brie. Lots and lots of melted cheese just for you.” Alison rolled her eyes. “I get it. Very funny. Ha ha,” she said sarcastically. She scowled at him, but he just shrugged his shoulders.

Before she could react, loads of brie began to fall all over her. It was much thicker than the egg nog was. It was thick and lumpy. A big thick circle of it fell onto her head and sat there lopsided like some kind of strange hat. The cheese was foul smelling as well. She shook her head as she smelled the brie.

The host then chimed in again,” Alison has just received her Brie.” He then gave a ridiculous over the top laugh.