Posted on 12/13/2002 4:00:06 AM PST by Mo1
Sorry about the unintentional busting....
Nice line of cop cars though.
:-)
I think I might get woken up a lot around one in the morning.
"Oh, you mean it's not 10 o'clock?"
Now that would be a hex.
:-)
Gotta go shopping, so see ya later. Start hexing a little earlier tonight, ok? It didn't work last night.
Merry Christmas Freeoples.. Smooooooch
I think you are amazing all of us.
Like I said, even a poor digital photographer and a mother of four boys deserves a little happiness lot of nice dinner dates!.
And a Merry Christmas..... :-)
No snow on Christmas...
That didn't sound very convincing, did it?
Anyway, got this in my email today. Thought I'd share.
An Arkansas Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shack,
Not a darn thing was movin, from the front to the back.
The Kid's were in bed, we had nine at the time,
The wife in her curlers, was lookin' real fine.
A cold wind was blowin' up the holler it moaned,
Ten dogs on the porch all howled and groaned.
The boys were dreamin' of weapons and guns,
For killin' God's creatures,.. There's no better fun!
The girls in their feminine dreams were attuned,
To getting those gallons of Wal-Mart perfume.
The wife wanted jewelry, like rings with big rocks.
I just wanted my Chevy down off of them blocks.
Then out in the yard, such a noise did commence,
Like something was caught in our new Bob-war-fence.
I ran to the window, and saw pretty quick,
The man makin' that racket was good ol' Saint Nick.
You may think of Santa in your own minds eye,
Dressed in a red and white suit, but I've got a surprise.
That ole boy's an Arkie, from up near Mt. Gaylor,
He married his cousin, and lived in a trailer.
On Christmas, of course, a sleigh for his rig,
He hooks the thing up to a razorback pig!
He climbed on the roof, with his bag full of goodies,
He backed down the fireplace all dirty and sooty.
Fat legs in his britches, chubby hands in his mittens,
I must admit from the back, he looked lots like Bill Clinton.
He turned toward the tree, his eyes all a glow,
He was an Arkansas boy from his head to his toe.
His neck was a red one, his shirt said "Lite Beer",
He had no red hat on, but his cap read "John Deere".
He left all the presents, with air of delight,
Then it was back to the chimney, and in to the night.
He ran into the yard, threw his bag in the sleigh,
Then he yelled at the dogs, "Get the hell out th' way!"
I ran out to ask him why he brought such good cheer;
But instead he just asked me, "You get you a deer?"
Then I heard him exclaim, as that pig took flight,
"Merry Christmas to all. I need a Bud Light!"
Works for me .. LOL
But she'll have one heck of a smile on her face .. hehe
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