Normally I would do a big busty Boxing Day tribute the day after Christmas, but I'm not exactly in a pugilistic mood right now. So, instead, let's take a lingering look at some of the hard work, ticklish effort, and sexy make-up that went into the creation of the 2012 Dickhouse holiday greeting card. And for the sake of being the only two real examples from behind the scenes, Johnny Knoxville and myself, Sean Cliver, will do all the duck-lipped dirty work to drive any and all creepy points home. We are, how you say, "HAWT", no? I'd even go so far as to say, "I'd fuck me," but Knoxville already did—I mean, he didn't do that, but he did say it while making his notes on the final Photochopped job by Jeff Tremaine (by the bi, if you're wondering why Tremaine isn't included in this awful exposé, that's because he played the big cheese card and lifted his made-up face from this past ode to "Goodbye Horses"). Special thanks to Amanda, Lindsey, and Dennis for making us all as beautiful as we could possibly be under such short notice and sad circumstance, although for future reference, I do believe I am more of a red-blue than a red-orange.