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Christmas Emails
« on: December 16, 2006, 09:11:17 pm »
I thought it would be nice to have this thread, where we could post the many emails we are recieving this Christmas......

Some are happy, some are sad, some are rude, some are funny, some are religious some are just plain cynical, but whatever they are, at least they spread a message to our friends and family that we are thinking of them at this time.

Whichever way we celebrate, it is the time of the year, when we hopefully can have a sense of humour about how others perceive and enjoy Christmas, so lets enjoy the stories and poems that are sent around the world at this time of the year.
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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #1 on: December 16, 2006, 09:15:04 pm »
Christmas poem
>>
>>
>>      T'was the night before Christmas, he lived all alone, in a one
>> bedroom house, made of plaster and stone.
>>
>>      I had come down the chimney, with presents to give, and to see
>> just who, in this home, did live.
>>
>>      I looked all about, a strange sight I did see, no tinsel, no
>> presents, not even a tree.
>>
>>      No stocking by mantle, just boots filled with sand, on the wall
>> hung pictures, of far distant lands.
>>
>>      With medals and badges, awards of all kinds, a sober thought,
>> came through my mind.
>>
>>      For this house was different, it was dark and dreary. I found
>> the home of a soldier, once I could see clearly.
>>
>>      The soldier lay sleeping, silent, alone, curled up on the floor,
>> in this one bedroom home.
>>
>>      The face was so gentle, the room in such disorder, not how I
>> pictured, an Australian soldier.
>>
>>      Was this the hero, of whom I'd just read? Curled up on a poncho,
>> the floor for a bed?
>>
>>      I realized the families, that I saw this night, owed their lives
>> to these soldiers, who were willing to fight.
>>
>>      Soon round the world, the children would play, and grownups
>> would celebrate, a bright Christmas day.
>>
>>      They all enjoyed freedom, each month of the year, because of the
>> soldiers, like the one lying here.
>>
>>      I couldn't help wonder, how many lay alone, on a cold Christmas
>> Eve, in a land far from home.
>>
>>      The very thought brought, a tear to my eye, I dropped to my
>> knees, and started to cry.
>>
>>      The soldier awakened, and I heard a rough voice, "Santa, don't
>> cry, this life is my choice. Then the soldier rolled over, with a
>> voice soft and pure, whispered, "Carry on Santa, its Christmas Day,
>> all is secure."
>>
>>      One look at my watch, and I knew he was right. "Merry Christmas
>> my friend, and to all a good night."
>>
>>
>>
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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #2 on: December 16, 2006, 09:23:15 pm »
Christmas 2006
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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #3 on: December 16, 2006, 09:24:51 pm »
Subject: CHRISTMAS
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>>
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>>> > A Christmas Story
>>>  'Twas the night before Christmas--Old Santa was pissed.
>>>  He cussed out the elves and threw down his list.
>>>  Miserable little brats, ungrateful little jerks.
>>>  I have a good mind to scrap the whole works!
>>>  I've busted my ass for damn near a year,
>>>  Instead of "Thanks Santa"--what do I hear?
>>>  The old lady bitches cause I work late at night.
>>>The elves want more money--The reindeer all fight.
>>>  Rudolph got drunk and goosed all the maids.
>>>  Donner is pregnant and Vixen has AIDS.
>>>And just when I thought that things would get better
>>>  Those assholes from the IRS sent me a letter,
>>>  They say I owe taxes--if that ain't damn funny
>>>  Who the hell ever sent Santa Claus any money?
>>>  And the kids these days--they all are the pits
>>>  They want the impossible--Those mean little shits
>>>  I spent a whole year making wagons and sleds
>>>Assembling dolls...Their arms, legs and heads
>>>I made a ton of yo yo's--No request for them,
>>>  They want computers and robots...they think - I'm IBM!
>>>Flying through the air...dodging the trees
>>>Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees
>>>  I'm quitting this job there's just no enjoyment
>>>  I'll sit on my fat ass and draw unemployment.
>>>  There's no Christmas this year now you know the reason,
>>>  I found me a blonde. I'm going SOUTH for the season
>>
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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #4 on: December 16, 2006, 09:32:07 pm »


                           Australian Jingle Bells
Dashing through the bush,
in a bright blue Holden Ute,
Kicking up the dust,
esky in the boot,
Kelpie by my side,
singing Christmas songs,
It's Summer time and I am in
my singlet, shorts and thongs
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut !,
Oh what fun it is to ride in my bright blue Holden Ute.
Engine's getting hot;
we dodge the kangaroos,
The swaggie climbs aboard,
he is welcome too.
All the family's there,
sitting by the pool,
Christmas Day the Aussie way,
by the barbecue.
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut!,
Oh what fun it is to ride in a bright blue Holden Ute.
Come the afternoon,
Grandpa has a doze,
The kids and Uncle Bruce,
are swimming in their clothes.
The time comes 'round to go,
we take the family snap,
Pack the car and all shoot through,
before the washing up.
Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Christmas in Australia on a scorching summers day, Hey!
Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut!,
Oh what fun it is to ride in my bright blue Holden Ute

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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #5 on: December 16, 2006, 11:25:58 pm »
Christmas 2006
Love that house. It has to be a Photoshop doesn't it? Nobody who'd put up that sign would go to that much trouble with the rest of the house?

I used to put up a festive sign saying "BAH! HUMBUG!" at work, but the others made me take it down. (I must make up some T-shirts with that, but it's too late for this year.)

And your signature may have inspired it: my "Different Isn't Wrong" products are selling quite well. Someone ordered 250 greeting cards with it.

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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #6 on: December 17, 2006, 01:14:17 pm »
As you all know, lawyers can ruin anything.  Including Christmas...

A Lawyer's Christmas

Whereas, on or about the night prior to Christmas, there did occur at
a certain improved piece of real property (hereinafter referred to as
"the House") a general lack of stirring by all creatures therein, including, but
not limited to a small rodent.  A variety of foot apparel, e.g.
stocking, socks, etc., had been affixed by and around the chimney in said House in the hope
and/or belief that St.  Nick a/k/a/ St. Nicholas a/k/a/ Santa Claus (hereinafter
"Claus") would arrive at sometime thereafter.

The minor residents, i.e. the children, of the aforementioned House,
were located in their individual beds and were engaged in nocturnal
 hallucinations, i.e. dreams, wherein vision of confectionery treats,
including, but not limited to, candies, nuts and/or sugar plums, did dance, cavort and
otherwise appear in said dreams.

Whereupon the party of the first part (sometimes hereinafter
referred to as "I"), being the joint-owner in fee simple of the House with the
party of the second part (hereinafter "Mamma"), and said Mamma had retired for
a sustained period of sleep.  (At such time, the parties were clad in
various forms of headgear, e.g. kerchief and cap.)

Suddenly, and without prior notice or warning, there did occur upon
the unimproved real property adjacent and appertinent to said House,
i.e. the lawn, a certain disruption of unknown nature, cause and/or
circumstance. The party of the first part did immediately rush to a window in the House
to investigate the cause of such disturbance.  At that time, the party of
the first part did observe, with some degree of wonder and/or disbelief, a miniature
sleigh (hereinafter the "Vehicle") being pulled and/or drawn very rapidly
through the air by approximately eight ( 8 ) reindeer. The driver of the
Vehicle appeared to be and in fact was, the previously referenced Claus.

Said Claus was providing specific direction, instruction and
guidance to the approximately eight ( 8 ) reindeer and specifically identified the
animal coconspirators by name: Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet,
Cupid, Donner and Blitzen (hereinafter the "Deer").  (Upon information and
belief, it is further asserted that an additional coconspirator named "Rudolph"
may have been involved.)

The party of the first part witnessed Claus, the Vehicle and the
Deer intentionally and willfully trespass upon the roofs of several
residences located adjacent to and in the vicinity of the House, and noted that
the Vehicle was heavily laden with packages, toys and other items of
unknown origin or nature. Suddenly, without prior invitation or permission, either
expressed or implied, the Vehicle arrived at the House, and Claus entered said
House via the chimney.

Said Claus was clad in a red fur suit, which was partially covered
with residue from the chimney, and he carried a large sack containing a
portion of the aforementioned packages, toys, and other unknown items.  He was
smoking what appeared to be tobacco in a small pipe in blatant violation of
local ordinances and health regulations.  Claus did not speak, but
immediately began to fill the stockings of the minor children, which hung adjacent to the
chimney, with toys and other small gifts. (Said items did not, however, constitute
"gifts" to said minors pursuant to the applicable provisions of the U.S. Tax
Code.)

Upon completion of such task, Claus touched the side of his nose and
flew, rose and/or ascended up the chimney of the House to the roof where
the Vehicle and Deer waited and/or served as "lookouts." Claus immediately
departed for an unknown destination.  However, prior to the departure of the
Vehicle, Deer and Claus from said House, the party of the first part did hear
Claus state and/or exclaim:

"Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!"

Or words to that effect.
« Last Edit: December 17, 2006, 01:17:45 pm by delalluvia »

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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #7 on: December 17, 2006, 05:24:24 pm »
 According to the Alaska Department of Fish and Game, while both male and female reindeer grow antlers in the summer each year, male reindeer drop their antlers at the beginning of winter, usually late November to mid-December.   Female reindeer retain their antlers till after they give birth in the spring.

>

>     Therefore, according to EVERY historical rendition depicting Santa's reindeer, EVERY single one of them, from Rudolph to Blitzen, had to be a girl.

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>     We should've known... ONLY women would be able to drag a fat-ass man in a red velvet suit all around the world in one night and not get lost.
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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #8 on: December 17, 2006, 05:56:54 pm »
Christmas......
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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #9 on: December 17, 2006, 05:59:39 pm »
more..............
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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #10 on: December 17, 2006, 06:11:08 pm »
Katie, Katie , thank you  :-*! We don't get these over here in France (not even in French!). This is so funny! I love it!
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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #11 on: December 17, 2006, 07:18:31 pm »
I dont know if this will work or not....but click on the link...and follow the instructions for a lovely christmas animated story......http://www.jacquielawson.com/viewcard.asp?code=2650116229
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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #12 on: December 18, 2006, 09:59:43 pm »
Thou Shalt Not Skim Flavor From The Holidays
By Craig Wilson, USA TODAY

I hate this time of year. Not for its crass commercialism and forced
frivolity, but because it's the season when the food police come out
with their wagging fingers and annual tips on how to get
through the holidays without gaining 10 pounds.

You can't pick up a magazine without finding a list of holiday eating do's and don'ts. Eliminate
second helpings,high-calorie sauces and cookies made with butter, they
say. Fill up on vegetable sticks, they say. Good grief. Is your favorite childhood
memory of Christmas a carrot stick? I didn't think so. Isn't mine, either. A
carrot was something you left for Rudolph.

I have my own list of tips for holiday eating. I assure you, if you follow
them, you'll be fat and happy. So what if you don't make it to New
Year's?

Your pants won't fit anymore, anyway.

1. About those carrot sticks. Avoid them. Anyone who puts carrots on a
holiday buffet table knows nothing of the Christmas spirit. In fact, if
you see carrots, leave immediately. Go next door, where
they're serving rum balls.

2. Drink as much eggnog as you can. And quickly. Like fine single-malt
scotch, it's rare. In fact, it's even rarer than single-malt scotch.
You can't find it any other time of year but now. So drink
up! Who cares that it has 10,000 calories in every sip? It's not as if
you're going to turn into an eggnogaholic or something. It's a treat. Enjoy it.
Have one for me. Have two. It's later than you think. It's Christmas!

3. If something comes with gravy, use it. That's the whole point of
gravy. Gravy does not stand alone. Pour it on. Make a volcano
out of your mashed potatoes. Fill it with gravy. Eat the volcano. Repeat.

4. As for mashed potatoes, always ask if they're made with skim milk or
whole milk. If it's skim, pass. Why bother? It's like buying a sports
car with an automatic transmission.

5. Do not have a snack before going to a party in an effort to control your
eating. The whole point of going to a Christmas party
is to eat other people's food for free. Lots of it.

Hello? Remember college?

6. Under no circumstances should you exercise between now and New Year's.
 You can do that in January when you have nothing else to do. This is
the time for long naps, which you'll need after circling
the buffet table while carrying a 10-pound plate of food and that vat of
eggnog.

7. If you come across something really good at a buffet table, like frosted
Christmas cookies in the shape and size of Santa, position yourself
near them and don't budge. Have as many as you can before
becoming the  center of attention. They're like a beautiful pair of shoes. You
can't leave them behind. You're not going to see them again.

8. Same for pies. Apple. Pumpkin. Mincemeat. Have a slice of each. Or,
if you don't like mincemeat, have two apples and one pumpkin. Always have
three. When else do you get to have more than one dessert? Labor Day?

9. Did someone mention fruitcake? Granted, it's loaded with the mandatory
celebratory calories, but avoid it at all cost. I mean, have some
standards,mate.

10. And one final tip: If you don't feel terrible when you leave the party
or get up from the table, you haven't been paying attention.
Reread tips. Start over. But hurry! Cookieless January is just around
the corner.

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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #13 on: December 23, 2006, 12:37:37 pm »
more christmas cartoons

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Re: Christmas Emails
« Reply #14 on: December 23, 2006, 12:42:10 pm »
more..............
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