#1467: The Day after Christmas

 

Good Morning Campers,

Actually, I’m starting this one on Sunday, December 20th.  We were out late last night at friends house and everyone got a bit tipsy…okay, so it was a drunken party.  Well, except for me.  Since I was driving, I limited myself to a beer early in the evening and I did one shot a little later.  Then I  made sure I had a couple of hours and some food (of which there was plenty) before I drove Mrs. Dragon and myself home.  1

Then this morning we went grocery shopping for the Christmas and New Year’s cooking and baking.  And you better believe that I’ll be using several of Lethal’s “Weak Knee” recipes!  For friends, family and neighbors that stop by I’m obligated to put up a sign:

So, that’s exciting. 

This is the first Christmas in our new house and because of that, it’s going to be EXTRA special.  We haven’t decorated as much as I’m sure we will in future years, just because of how busy we’ve been and all the exciting things that have happened to the Dragon household this year.

And when New Year’s rolls around, there are going to be MANY things we are thankful for. 

Speaking of New Year, I need a little help here.  Come gather close where Lethal can’t hear.  Have any of you heard anything about a special surprise for me for the New Year’s edition?  Lethal’s being very hush, hush about the annual New Year’s Gala that we put on.  There was something about a special decoration or costume that someone was going to be in and it was a, and I’m quoting here from something I over heard, “a big surprise for that [expletive deleted] dragon”. 

No?  None of you have heard anything?  Well, rats.  I was hoping for some kind of clue.  Maybe like edible decorations or something.

Okay, well that’s it for today.  Football games are coming on soon and it is important for me to cheer for my two teams, The Indianapolis Colts and The Green Bay Packers.  They are both still in the running for the play-offs, as are just about any other team.  I’ll add more to this monologue before publication.


Wednesday, 23 Dec 15

The day before, the day-before-Christmas.

Alright, all together…”Are we ready for Christmas?”

HECK NO!!!!

Still have wrapping to do, still have one more present that isn’t even supposed to show up until tomorrow.  I’m off work.  The little dragonette is off school.  And we stayed up LATE last night watching Christmas movies and shows.  Went to bed at 2 am and got up at 630 am.  It’s going to be an interesting day.

The special Christmas issue was posted this morning and I’ll admit, although I am a manly man, at several points it brought a tear to my eye.  And, as any good issue will, I laughed out loud several times.  Later on, I’ll tell you what happened to me and how I finally got out of that chair where I was tied up with garland.  It’s an interesting story.  You’ll love it.

I can’t believe that it’s the middle of December and it’s currently 57 degrees with a high of 63.  No snow in the forecast at all!!!

Humbug!!!!

So, okay, more later.


Thursday.
Christmas Eve.
My Birthday.
What a day this is going to be!  As I write this to you, it’s a little after 0600 hrs.  Got a phone call and a flood of text messages right at 0017 hrs, which, East Coast time is exactly my time of birth.  My dear, darling wife arranged it all.  Got ahold of some friends and family (mostly family) to text me and wish me a happy birthday right at that time.

I got a call from some (drunk) friends who sang Happy Birthday to me while they held the phone up so everyone could be heard.  It’s a good thing I was already up.  LOL!

Anyone of you who were involved in that caper last night and are reading this…I know where you live.

No, seriously, it was a WONDERFUL birthday gift and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

And to all of you who wished me a Happy Birthday here, thank you all very much.  You have no idea how much that means to me.

On a different note: I’m doing my best to just make this issue a fun one.  No politics, no deep thought worthy articles (or at least, so far) because I know, on the day after Christmas EVERYONE is going to need some smiles.

Now, I may or may not be back with this lead in prior to publication due to all the things I mentioned above, so let me say now, let’s laugh!!!

 

 

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This is so true!  And this is the way it was SUPPOSED to be!  Tell me why it’s not this way now?

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Although it’s been a warmer than normal winter so far, we have had a bit of a cold snap this week, so this next one is still quite appropriate.
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This one is super special.  You all KNOW how pro-military Lethal and I are, and this next video fits right in.  Thanks to Ginny for pointing this one out.

 

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Dang!  I was wondering where those drunken pumpkins went!

 

Ladies and gentlemen, appearing here first, making history in this showing, may I present to you, the very first honest cable company commercial.  I know how unbelievable that is to you, so rather than take my word for it, I present it to you right here:

 

Okay, I’m not sure if this is an ad by Trump or just for Trump done by someone else, but I will say that it is hilarious!

 

Email from a very politically correct work environment. The boss sent this email, to express his holiday greetings.
I thought it was funny, in an unintentional way.

Dear co-employees,

Best wishes for an environmentally conscious, socially responsible, low stress, non-addictive, gender neutral, winter solstice holiday, practiced within the most joyous traditions of the religious persuasion of your choice, but with respect for the religious persuasion of others who choose to practice their own religion as well as those who choose not to practice an organized religion at all; and a fiscally successful, personally fulfilling, and medically uncomplicated recognition of the generally accepted calendar year 2016, but not without due respect for the calendars of choice of other cultures whose contributions have helped make our society great, without regard to the immigration status, race, creed, color, or religious or sexual preferences of the wishers.

Disclaimers:
1. This greeting is subject to clarification or withdrawal.
2. It implies no promise by the wishers to actually implement any of the wishes for themselves or others and no responsibility for any unintended emotional stress these greetings may bring.
3. No warranties express or implied.
4. Void where prohibited by law.
5. No plants, animals, or fungi were harmed in the production of thisgreeting; nor was any carbon dioxide, sulfuric acid, or chlorofluorocarbons (CFC) released into the atmosphere.
6. Only free-range, shade-grown, non-genetically modified, socially conscious, gender-neutral organic electrons were used in the transmission of this greeting.
7. This greeting is certified to be completely free of Western Euro-centric Judeo-Christian patriarchal hetero-normative privilege.
8. Please recycle.

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Satisfaction

Security in our lower levels is a tough gig and it takes some tough dragons to pull it off.  Here’s one of our security guards on a smoke break.

 

Irish Virginity Test Kit

Paddy is planning to marry and asks his family doctor how he could tell if his bride-to-be is still a virgin.

His doctor says, “Aye, Paddy, all Irish use three things for what we call a Do-It-Yourself Virginity Test.  What you need is a small can of red paint, a small can of blue paint and a shovel.”

Paddy replies, “Aye, and what do I do with these things, doctor?”

The doctor says, “Before you climb into bed on your wedding night, you paint one of  your balls red and the other ball blue.  If she says, ‘That’s the strangest pair of balls I ever did see…’ you hit her with the shovel.”

 

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A rainy spring night in Dublin, a taxi driver spotted an arm waving from the shadows of an alley.

Even before he rolled to a stop at the curb, a figure leaped into the car and slammed the door.

Checking his rear view mirror as he pulled away, he was startled to see a dripping wet, naked woman sitting in the back seat.

“Where to ?” he stammered.

“Vale Road,” answered the woman. “OK,” he said, taking another long glance in the mirror.

The woman caught him staring at her and asked, “Just what the hell are you looking at ?”

“Well lady, replied the driver, I noticed that you’re completely naked, and I was just wondering how you’ll pay your fare.”

The woman spread her legs, put her feet up on the front seat, smiled at the driver and said, “Does this answer your question ?”

Still looking in the mirror, the cabbie asked, “Got anything smaller ?”

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As if you really needed a reason, here’s why you don’t let your cat play with your Christmas tree.

 

This one is just plain silly, but since I’m trying very hard to make this one just fun stuff, it’s perfect!

Dear Child, I am writing this slow because I know that you can’t read fast.
We don’t live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the paper that most accidents happen within 20 miles of your home so we moved. I won’t be able to send you the address, as the last family that lived here took the house numbers
when they left — so that they wouldn’t have to change their address.
This place is real nice. It even has a washing machine. I’m not sure if it works too well though. Last week I put a load in, pulled the chain, and haven’t seen them since. The weather isn’t too bad here, it only rained twice last week.  The first time it rained for three days and the second time for four days.
The coat you wanted me to send you, your Uncle Steve said it would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets.
We got another bill from the funeral home. They said if we don’t make the last payment on Grandma’s grave, up she comes.
John locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were worried because it took him two hours to get me and Shelby out.
Your sister had a baby this morning, but I haven’t found out what it is yet, so I don’t know if you’re an aunt or an uncle. If the baby is a girl, your sister is going to name it after me, she’s going to call it Mom.
Uncle Pete fell in a whiskey vat last week. Some man tried to pull him out, but he fought them off and drowned. We had him cremated and he burned for three days.
Three of your friends went off a bridge in a pick-up truck. Ralph was driving. He rolled down the window and swam to safety. Your two friends were in the back. They drowned because they couldn’t get the tailgate down.
There isn’t much more news at this time. Nothing much has happened.
Your Mum,
PS: I was going to send you some money but the envelope was already sealed when I thunk of it.   1709

Yup.  That will be the next step.

Bastards.

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Dang!  Dang!  Dang!  I could’ve REALLY used that one with the Whelpling when he was growing up!

I’m sorry my campers, it is Saturday morning and I shouild have finished this up yesterday, but I had a horrible reaction to my medicine and I’ve been very sick and out of it for the past 24 hours.  I’m publishing this as is now and hope you all have a wonderful weekend.

Impish

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DL/LL Digital Media Christmas 2015 Edition

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As you get off the elevator you are greeted by a Christmas Wonderland. Garland strung between giant candy canes lead the way to the conference hall. CyberLethals are dressed like toy soldiers. Several of the Monitors have scenes of a fireplace merrily crackling and the soft sound of Christmas Jazz play from them. All except for the on stage overhead one, which strangely shows a still image of Impish sitting straight up in an easy chair, red and green garland with little bells and ornaments is wrapped round the dragon, holding him securely in place.

The Kraft table is easily 4 times the size of normal, with 2 coffee stations a tea station and 3 different hot chocolate stations each sorting 2 urns and various add ins appropriate to the hot chocolates offered at that particular station. The scent of fresh hot Christmas cookies is almost over powering and the first thing in the door you’re handed a napkin by an attentive CyberLethal because your mouth starts watering at an embarrassing rate.

As soon as the last of you get your hot beverage of choice and make your very difficult cookie selection decisions Lethal steps up to the podium and hoisting his mug shout out:

“Nollaig Shona Duit! Merry Christmas my friends!

Impish wanted very much to be here for this issue, but as you can see,” he gestures to the monitor above him “he’s unfortunately quite tied up with another matter. No worries however ,we will have his annual Christmas address later on in the issue.

Before we get started a housekeeping note. All activity here at DL/LL Digital Media’s HQ and the associated Readership Fun Resort & Spa will cease prompt at noon tomorrow Christmas Eve. We will resume operations Saturday 26 December 2015 with Impish’s regular Saturday issue. This is to allow everyone in our employ including ourselves as much time with our respective families as possible for the holiday. Some of us may be leaving earlier that others as we will be traveling for the holiday and indeed our returns may be slightly later than Saturday morning.

However next weekend the Readership Fun Resort & Spa will be open and in full swing for our annual Bring in the New Year Bacchanal Blowout. The festivities will start promptly at 6 PM on Thursday 31 December and continue thru noon on Sunday January 3rd by which time all must be cleared out or pressed into servitude until such times as all the cleaning and repair work are done as is our custom.

Mean time, it’s a very full issue we have again this week so reload your plates and mugs and let’s fall to it shall we?

 

Let's Roll 26

 

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What a coincidence! Both Impish and I  sport beards and we’re around a lot more than old St Nick!

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As you can see Keebler Towers is now completely decked out and those Keebler Elves have been working day and night to turn out batch after batch of hot fresh Christmas cookies. I’ve reached an agreement with Impish finally. He shows up only twice a day, gets to eat the slightly burnt around the edges & broken cookies and doesn’t attempt stealing or intimidating more cookies out of the elves and I don’t turn the towers defenses on him or tell Santa he’s been bad.

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I’m forced to agree with Impish on this one, just the other night Molly and I had a light saber duel with a pair of wrapping paper tubes that rapidly degenerated into a bonking session.

Speaking of Impish, there is another more serious issue I need to address regarding him. See tomorrow isn’t just Christmas Eve it’s extra special because it’s also the day we say:

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Many, many millennia… ah…err… centuries… that is decades ago, Impish’s egg rolled out of the nest and cracked, uh cracked open that is.  Since that day he’s been a source of humor and amusement to all who are fortunate enough to come across his path in life.

Please join me in wishing my best buddy Happy Birthday by leaving you wishes in the comments section.

 

Luke 2:1-20New International Version (NIV)

The Birth of Jesus

2 In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. 2(This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.)  And everyone went to their own town to register.

So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. 5He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.

And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified.  But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people.  Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord.  This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”

Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying,

“Glory to God in the highest heaven,
and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.”

When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”

So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger.  When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child,  and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told.

 

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Personally this Santa’s screen read  ‘Amazon’

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A new contract for Santa has finally been negotiated….Please read the following carefully…….

I regret to inform you that, effective immediately, I will no longer be able to serve Southern United States on Christmas Eve. Due to the overwhelming current population of the earth, my contract was renegotiated by the North American Fairies and Elves Local 209. I now serve only areas North of the Mason-Dixion Line and Non-secessionist States. As part of the new and better contract I also get longer breaks for milk and cookies so keep that in mind.

However, I’m certain that your children will be in good hands with your local replacement who happens to be my third cousin, Bubba Claus. His side of the family is from the South Pole. He shares my goal of delivering toys to all the good boys and girls; however, there are a few differences between us. Differences such as:

1. There is no danger of a Grinch stealing your presents from Bubba Claus. He has a gun rack on his sleigh and a bumper sticker that reads: “These toys insured by Smith and Wesson.”

2. Instead of milk and cookies, Bubba Claus prefers that children leave an RC cola and pork rinds [or a moon pie] on the fireplace. And Bubba doesn’t smoke a pipe. He dips a little snuff though, so please have an empty spit can handy.

3. Bubba Claus’ sleigh is pulled by floppy-eared, flyin’ coon dogs instead of reindeer. I made the mistake of loaning him a couple of my reindeer one time, and Blitzen now overlooks Bubba’s fireplace.

4. You won’t hear “On Comet, on Cupid, on Donner and Blitzen …” when Bubba Claus arrives. Instead, you’ll hear, “On Earnhardt, on Wallace, on Martin and Labonte. On Rudd, on Jarrett, on Elliott and Petty.”

5. “Ho, ho, ho!” has been replaced by “Yee Haw!” And you also are likely to hear Bubba’s elves respond, “I her’d dat!”

6. As required by Southern highway laws, Bubba Claus’ sleigh does have a Yosemite Sam safety triangle on the back with the words “Back off” The last I heard it also had other decorations on the sleigh back as well. One is Ford or Chevy logo with lights that race through the letters and the other is a caricature of me (Santa Claus) going wee wee on the Tooth Fairy.

7. The usual Christmas movie classics such as “Miracle on 34th Street” and “It’s a Wonderful Life” will not be shown in your negotiated viewing area. Instead, you’ll see “Boss Hogg Saves Christmas” and “Smokey and the Bandit IV” featuring Burt Reynolds as Bubba Claus and dozens of state patrol cars crashing into each other.

8. Bubba Claus doesn’t wear a belt. If I were you, I’d make sure you, the wife, and the kids turn the other way when he bends over to put presents under the tree.

9. And finally, lovely Christmas songs have been sung about me like Rudolph The Red-nosed Reindeer” and Bing Crosby’s “Santa Claus Is Coming to Town.” This year songs about Bubba Claus will be played on all the AM radio stations in the South. Those song title will be Mark Chesnutt’s “Bubba Claus Shot the Jukebox” and “Grandma Got Run’d Over by a Reindeer.”

Sincerely Yours,

Santa Claus
(Member of North American Fairies and Elves Local 209)

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The history behind some of your favorite holiday dishes

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Apple cider

Julius Caesar and his friends found the British drink in 55 BCE. Europeans brought the tradition to the New World, where it was such a huge hit that the trees Johnny Appleseed was planting were specifically to make cider. In the early 20th century, improved refrigeration allowed us to drink the unfermented juice of apples, which led to Americans calling non-alcoholic juice cider, even though the rest of the English-speaking world only used the word for alcoholic beverages.

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Candy canes

According to legend, the original candy cane from 350 years ago was actually an all-white sugar stick that was completely straight. In 1670, a choirmaster at a German cathedral bent the sticks to depict a shepherd’s staff and they were given out to children during a nativity scene. The candy arrived in America during the 19th century and at that point the sugar refining process had gotten to the point where it could be pure white, so food dyes were developed better, which brought about the strong red color.

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Figgy pudding

It’s not really pudding, at least by American standards. The cake, which is filled with figs and topped with brandy, has been an English Christmas dessert since the 1600s. At that time, it was banned by English Puritans because of the large alcohol content. Some people say there was Medieval custom that ruled pudding

could only be made on the 25th Sunday after Trinity Sunday and it was originally made of 13 ingredients to represent Christ and his 12 apostles.

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Gingerbread

The first known recipe of the dessert is said to be from Greece in 2400 BCE. Several cultures cultivated the formula that eventually worked its way into England, where Queen Elisabeth was credited with decorating the cookies for the first time.

 

 

 

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Eggnog

This drink has a festive history as being a favorite amongst British aristocracy. It’s based on a medieval drink called posset, which had milk, eggs, and some form of alcohol like sherry. Again, all of the ingredients were expensive at the time, so it was exclusive to the wealthy. Eventually people in the American colonies were able to harvest ingredients from farms and the drink became popular again. Actually, the drink you sip on now is unique to America thanks to the rum, which really never caught on with the British elite.

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Pumpkin pie

Pumpkin goes all the way back to 9000 years ago in Mexico, and was cultivated by Native Americans for centuries. Before modern food preservation methods, pumpkin was roasted or boiled and mixed with pie-like ingredients to make it last longer. It’s thought that the Pilgrims made a similar dish but without the crust.

 

 

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Stuffing

Whether or not you call it stuffing or dressing, the first mention of stuffing meat with something for extra flavor shows up in a collection of recipes by Apicius. The ancient cook suggested stuffing hares, dormice, chickens, sardines and squid. Eventually the concept of stuffing meat with meat became very popular among the French. Today, most chefs stick to non-meat fillings.

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Fruitcake

(food kind not the liberal kind)

Cranky old aunts have been keeping this dish alive likely since the Middle Ages, when dried fruits and nuts were really expensive. Because of the price of the ingredients and the time and hassle it took to make, it’s assumed that the holidays were felt to be the best time to splurge a little.

 

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Father Ted and “A Soldier’s Silent Night”

Also known as “​A Soldier’s Christmas,” “Merry Christmas My Friend,” “Christmas Soldier,” and “Christmas Night Song,” Father Ted and “A Soldier’s Silent Night” have been blessing soldiers and their families since 2003.

Father Ted Berndt was a priest at Bread of Life Charismatic Episcopal Church in Dousman, Wisconsin, a proud WWII Marine, a Purple Heart recipient, and our Dad.

He was a husband, a father, a priest, a mentor, an entrepreneur, an author, an artist, a friend and 

a lover of this great country!

In 2003, Father Ted and his oldest daughter, Ellen Stout, collaborated to record “A Soldier’s Silent Night,” with Dad narrating and Ellen producing.  He was proud to complete it in one take, since Dad was a former radio guy in the ’40’s, after the war. Five months after completing the project, Father Ted was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer.  As he was battling that disease, Ellen was honored to accept a national A.I.R. (Achievement in Radio) award from the March of Dimes on her Father’s behalf.

Father Ted lost his battle on March 19th, 2004.  All he ever wanted to do was to touch lives… to make a difference.  Before he passed, he felt, with this project, he had.

A Soldier’s Silent Night” was played on radio stations across the United States that first Christmas. 

Since then, listeners have shared this project, world-wide!

May “A Soldier’s Silent Night” transcend any opinion about this war or any war, and go deeper to foster an appreciation for the sacrifice and courage of our military and their families.

We are honored and blest to share “A Soldier’s Silent Night” with you every Christmas.

 

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Christmas Carols for the Psychiatrically Challenged

  • SCHIZOPHRENIA – Do You Hear What I Hear?
  • MULTIPLE PERSONALITY – We Three Kings Disoriented Are.
  • DEMENTIA – I Think I’ll Be Home For Christmas.
  • NARCISSISTIC – Hark The Herald Angels Sing (About Me)
  • MANIA – Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and and Office and Town …or Deck the Halls and Spare No Expense!
  • PARANOIA – Santa Claus is Coming To Get Me.
  • PERSONALITY DISORDER – You Better Watch Out, I’m Gonna Cry, I’m Gonna Pout, then MAYBE I’ll tell you why.
  • DEPRESSION – Silent anhedonia, Holy anhedonia. All is calm, All is pretty lonely.
  • OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE DISORDER – Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock, Jingle Bell… (YOU GET THE IDEA)
  • OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE PERSONALITY – The Twelve Days of Christmas (don’t make me repeat that again)
  • BORDERLINE PERSONALITY – Thoughts of Roasting in an Open Fire.
  • PASSIVE/AGGRESSIVE – Silent Night

 

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What Child is This – Lindsey Stirling

 

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The Winter Solstice

Yesterday marked a major turning point in the annual cycle of the seasons: the winter solstice. It took place at 11:48 p.m. EST on Dec. 21 (0448 GMT Dec. 22). At that moment, the sun reaches its southernmost position in the sky, resulting in the shortest day of the year in the Northern Hemisphere, and the longest day of the year in the Southern Hemisphere.

The solstice gets its name from the apparent stop (“stice”) in the motion of the sun (“sol”). The earliest astronomers recorded this phenomenon carefully: Monuments like Stonehenge are thought to have been used to mark the extreme positions of the sun in the sky. The December solstice has long marked the beginning of the new year, and it’s mainly because of slippage in our calendar that it now occurs 11 days before the “official” start to the new year, Jan. 1.

The solstice is a day of celebration in many cultures. The Romans knew it as “Saturnalia,” and the early Christians adopted the date of the solstice to mark the birth of Christ, so that they could celebrate without drawing the attention of their Roman masters.

The solstice will fall on Tuesday or Wednesday, because, although the time of the solstice is exactly the same everywhere in the world, because of local time zones, it falls on different days in different places. The exact time of the solstice this year is 0448 UTC on Dec. 22. (UTC, or coordinated universal time, is the basis for all time zones and is used by astronomers and pilots everywhere.)

In England, where the Earth’s prime meridian lies, the solstice will occur at 4:48 a.m. GMT on Wednesday, Dec. 22. Similarly, in other parts of Europe and in Africa, the solstice will occur in the early hours of Wednesday morning.

In North America, we subtract a number of hours from UTC to get our local times. In most of eastern North America, we are on Eastern Standard Time, and subtract 5 hours, so the solstice falls at 11:48 p.m. on the previous day, Tuesday, Dec. 21. The farther west we go in North America, the earlier the solstice occurs in the evening, so that on the Pacific coast, it occurs at 8:48 p.m. PST.

Remember, these are all exactly the same time in the broader scheme of things; local times are just vagaries of the way we handle time around the world.

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IRISH CHRISTMAS TRADITIONS

Ireland, like most countries, has a number of Christmas traditions that are all of its own. Many of these customs have their root in the time when the Gaelic culture and religion of the country were being suppressed and it is perhaps because of that they have survived into modern times.

THE CANDLE IN THE WINDOW

The placing of a lighted candle in the window of a house on Christmas eve is still practiced today. It has a number of purposes but primarily it was an symbol of welcome to Mary and Joseph as they travelled looking for shelter.
The candle also indicated a safe place for priests to perform mass as, during Penal Times this was not allowed.
A further element of the tradition is that the candle should be lit by the youngest member of the household and only be extinguished by a girl bearing the name ‘Mary’.

THE LADEN TABLE

After evening meal on Christmas eve the kitchen table was again set and on it were placed a loaf of bread filled with caraway seeds and raisins, a pitcher of milk and a large lit candle. The door to the house was left unlatched so that Mary and Joseph, or any wandering traveller, could avail of the welcome.

THE WREN BOY PROCESSION

During Penal Times there was once a plot in a village against the local soldiers. They were surrounded and were about to be ambushed when a group of wrens pecked on their drums and awakened the soldiers. The plot failed and the wren became known as ‘The Devil’s bird’.
On St. Stephens day a procession takes place where a pole with a holly bush is carried from house to house and families dress up in old clothes and with blackened faces. In olden times an actual wren would be killed and placed on top of the pole.
This custom has to a large degree disappeared but the tradition of visiting from house to house on St. Stephens Day has survived and is very much part of Christmas.

DECORATIONS:

The placing of a ring of Holly on doors originated in Ireland as Holly was one of the main plants that flourished at Christmas time and which gave the poor ample means with which to decorate their dwellings.
All decorations are traditionally taken down on Little Christmas (January 6th.) and it is considered to be bad luck to take them down beforehand.

TRADITIONAL GAELIC SALUTATION

The Gaelic greeting for ‘Merry Christmas’ is: ‘Nollaig Shona Duit’……which is pronounced as ‘null-ig hun-a dit’.

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Celtic Carol – Lindsey Stirling

 

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Gingerbread House Detroit Style

GIngerbread house Deroit

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And now- a few words by our founder and CDIC (Chief Dragon in Chaos)

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The screen which has been showing a still of Impish in an easy chair mummified in garland suddenly blinks black a moment then Impish dragon’s face comes up on screen  sans garland wrappings and he leans forward toward the microphone and…

Tap! Tap! Tap!

“Is this thing on?  Are we recording yet?  We are!”

“Okay, so I should start then?”

“Sound guy, you’re ready?”

A grunting affirmative sound can be heard in the background.  Along with the sound of someone else’s voice saying, “Get on with it already!”

“Cause sound guy, you don’t look ready.  In fact, you look a little bored.”  In a louder voice, while looking around, “Can we please get a non-bored looking sound guy in here?  Geez, this is a professional operation, isn’t it?”

The picture goes black for a second with a loud beep and comes back on and now it’s Impish Dragon with a Santa hat on.  A voice in the background says, “Take 6, rolling.”

“Does this hat look okay?  Does it give the right…”

The screen once again goes black with a beep and when we come back on, Impish is now wearing the hat and a velvety red jacket with white trim.  Again the voice in the background says, “Impish Dragon Christmas Address Take 9, rolling!”

Impish is leaning to the side talking to the makeup girl who is just going off camera, “I think the jacket was a nice touch, don’t you?  Dashing, right?  Hey!  Where are you going?  Come back.”

As the screen goes black again, another voice is saying, “Oh for crying out loud, can someone get Mr. Leprechaun down here to deal with this dragon?”

There is a quick scene that comes up and almost immediately fades back to black, but in the second or two it is on you can see a big, gnarly stick swinging towards Impish’s head, without anyone holding it.

When the screen comes back up again, Impish is sitting straight up in the easy chair he’s been in, red and green garland with little bells and ornaments is wrapped round the dragon, holding him securely in place.  It seems about the only thing he can move is his head and mouth.  Evidence of a struggle is shown by the claw marks in the chair with some of the stuffing coming out and Impish, despite a thick layer of makeup is also clearly sporting a large red and swollen lump on the side of his head and the beginnings of a black eye.

“Merry Christmas Campers!”

“I just wanted to take this opportunity to tell you how much we appreciate all your love and devotion we have received over the last year.  Christmas is a time of giving and you have all given us much in the way of comments and feedback on our efforts throughout the year in making life just a little merry and happy for you.”

“Sure, we’ve given you the straight story, too and it hasn’t always been what you would think  of as laughable, but we’ve always tried to give you what we think you need.”

“But, during this special season where we celebrate the birth of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, and the incredible sacrifice and gift that He has given us, it is timely and appropriate that we thank you, our friends and family, and those of our friends who’ve become like family, for the gift of love you have given us.”

“To my brother Lethal, whom I love with all my heart, I wish you the Merriest of Christmas’ Spirits.  And to my own family who are out there watching this right now, I love you all with all that I am.  And to my campers and friends who’ve become like family, my heart is yours.”

“May God’s Blessings be upon you and yours and may the spirit of Christmas be with you all year round.”

CUT! FINALLY! Print It! That’s a wrap folks! If we hurry we can still make the issue opening. I hear there is 6 kinds of hot chocolate and over a dozen different cookie types to sample.

Wonder how come I didn’t get an invite? No matter I’ll just poke my head in to make sure the kitchen’s work is up to snuff.

OK you can cut me loose now. Someone? Anyone? Ha-ha ok very funny, now cut me loose!

Guys? Where is everyone? This isn’t funny! Lethal? LETHAL!!!

The screen fades out.

“More Hot Chocolate & Cookies anyone?”

 

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Dragon Laffs #1466–December 19, 2015

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Good Morning Campers,

And it is quite literally morning.  It’s one in the morning and I’m still finishing up today’s issue, so no long winded wind ups, no last minute admonishments, let’s just get this party started.

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Yup, it really looks like it does hurt.  Better than an angel sitting up there.  Now that would REALLY hurt.

 

Not long ago and far away, Santa was getting ready for his annual trip. But there were problems everywhere. Four of his elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones so Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.

Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her mom was coming to visit. This stressed Santa even more.

When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where. More Stress.

Then when he began to load the sleigh one of the boards cracked and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the toys. So frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of coffee and a shot of whiskey. When he went to the cupboard, he found the elves had hid the liquor and there was nothing to drink.

In his frustration, he dropped the coffee pot and it broke into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw it was made from.

Just then the doorbell rang and Santa cussed on his way to the door. He opened the door and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.

The angel said: “Where would you like to put this tree Santa?”

And that my friend, is how the little angel came to be on top of the Christmas tree.

Like I said, I think the starfish got off lucky.

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If there are any of you who don’t believe in Santa, it’s a sad, sad state of affairs.  We here at DL/LL HQ know he exists, because he cheats!  At cards that is.  Every Tuesday, poker night around here, if Santa is available, he comes around to play cards and cleans us out.  Well, maybe not everyone, Lethal always seems to come out ahead when we get together to play poker.  But, I have seen Santa cheat, there are only 4 aces in a deck of cards, but no one can call him on it because who’s going to believe that Santa Claus would ever cheat!!

Ask the girls, Diaman and Ginny about Santa.  They have both spent a lot of time on his lap, and let me tell you, he wasn’t always sitting in a chair when they do, if you know what I mean.

 

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And with Star Wars just recently out, they can also be used as a light saber, or if you’re a Game of Thrones fan, you can reenact some of your favorite scenes while using it as a sword.

 

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Yup, that’s me, dressed in dragon camo, getting Santa into and out of some of the more…shall we say … stickier neighborhoods.

 

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Thanks for sending this one in ladies … and you know who you are!  A Christmas Tree may be better than a man, but is sure as hell ain’t better than a dragon!

 

I thought it would be a nice idea to bring a date to my parents’ house on Christmas Eve.
 
I thought it would be interesting for a non-Italian girl to see how an Italian family spends the holidays.
 
I thought my mother and my date would hit it off like partridges and pear trees…..I was wrong!
 
I had only known Karen for three weeks when I extended the invitation.
 
“I know these family things can be a little weird,” I told her, “but my folks are great, and we always have a lot of fun on Christmas Eve.”
 
“Sounds fine to me,” Karen said.
 
I told my mother I’d be bringing Karen with me.  “She’s a very nice girl and she’s really looking forward to meeting all of you.”
 
“Sounds fine to me,” my mother said.
 
And that was that.
 
Two telephone calls.  Two sounds-fine-to-me.
 
What more could I want?
 
I should point out, I suppose, that in Italian households, Christmas Eve is the social event of the season — an Italian woman’s reason for living.  She cleans. She cooks. She bakes. She orchestrates every minute of the entire evening.  Christmas Eve is what Italian women live for.
 
I should also point out, I suppose, that when it comes to the kind of women that make Italian men go nuts, Karen is it.  She doesn’t clean. She doesn’t cook. She doesn’t bake. And she has the largest breasts I have ever seen on a human being.
 
I brought her anyway.
 
7 p.m. — we arrive.
 
Karen and I walk in and putter around for half an hour waiting for the other guests to show up.
 
During that half hour, my mother grills Karen like cheeseburger on the barbecue determines that Karen does not clean, cook, or bake.
 
My father is equally observant.
 
He pulls me into the living room and notes, “She has the largest breasts I have ever seen on a human being.”
 
7:30 p.m. – Others arrive.
 
Zio Giovanni walks in with my Zia Maria, assorted kids, assorted gifts.
 
We sit around the dining room table for antipasto, a symmetrically composed platter of lettuce, roasted peppers, black olives, anchovies and cheese….no meat of course.  When I offer to make Karen’s plate she says, “No Thank you.” She points to the anchovies with a look of disgust….
 
“You don’t like anchovies?” I ask.
 
“I don’t like fish, Karen announces to one and all as 67 other varieties of seafood are baking, broiling and simmering in the next room.
 
My mother makes the sign of the cross.
 
Things are getting uncomfortable.
 
Zia Maria asks Karen what her family eats on Christmas Eve.
 
Karen says, “Knockwurst.”
 
My father, who is still staring in a daze, at Karen’s chest, temporarily snaps out of it to murmur, “Knockers?”
 
My mother kicks him so hard he gets a blood clot.
 
None of this is turning out the way I’d hoped.
 
8:00 p.m. – Second course.
 
The spaghetti and crab sauce is on the way to the table.
 
Karen declines the crab sauce and says she’ll make her own with butter and ketchup.
 
My mother asks me to join her in the kitchen.
 
I take my “Merry Christmas” napkin from my lap, place it on the “Merry Christmas” tablecloth and walk into the kitchen.
 
“I don’t want to start any trouble,” my mother says calmly, clutching a bottle of ketchup in her hands. “But if she pours this on my pasta, I’m going to throw acid in her face.”
 
“Come on,” I tell her. “It’s Christmas. Let her eat what she wants.”
 
My mother considers the situation, then nods.
 
As I turn to walk back into the dining room, she grabs my shoulder. “Tell me the truth,” she says, “are you serious with this tramp?”
 
“She’s not a tramp,” I reply. “And I’ve only known her for three weeks.”
“Well, it’s your life,” she tells me, “but if you marry her, she’ll poison you.”
 
8:30 p.m. – More fish.
 
My stomach is knotted like one of those macramé plant hangers that are always three times larger than the plants they hold.
 
All the women get up to clear away the spaghetti dishes, except for Karen, who, instead, lights cigarette.
 
“Why don’t you give them a little hand?” I politely suggest. Karen makes a face and walks into the kitchen carrying three forks. “Dear, you don’t have to do that,” my mother tells her, smiling painfully.
“Oh, okay,” Karen says, putting the forks on the sink.
As she reenters the dining room, a wine glass flies over her head, and smashes against the wall. From the kitchen, my mother says, “Whoops.”
 
More fish comes out. After some goading, Karen tries a piece of scungilli, which she describes as “slimy, like worms.” My mother winces, bites her hand and pounds her chest like one of those old women you always see in the sixth row of a funeral home.
 
Zia Maria does the same. Karen, believing that this is something that all Italian women do on Christmas Eve, bites her hand and pounds her chest.
My Zio Giovanni doesn’t know what to make of it.
My father’s dentures fall out and chew a six-inch gash in the tablecloth.
 
10:00 pm. – Coffee, dessert.
 
Espresso all around. A little anisette. A curl of lemon peel. When Karen asks for milk, my mother finally slaps her in the face with a cannoli. I guess it had to happen sooner or later.
 
Karen, believing that this is something that all Italian women do on Christmas Eve, picks up a cannoli and slaps my mother with it.
 
“This is fun,” Karen says.
Time passes and believe it or not, everyone is laughing and smiling and filled with good cheer — even my mother, who grabs me by the shoulder, laughs and says, “Get this bitch out of my house.”
 
Sounds fine to me.
 
THE END

 

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This is truly awesome!  hallelujah by Lindsey Stirling on violin!

This is one of my favorite musical pieces and she really does it beautifully.

 

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I read this article that said the typical symptoms of stress are eating too much, smoking too much, impulse buying, and driving too fast. Are they kidding? That is my idea of a perfect day.

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‘Tis true.  He does have a lot of balls.

 

 On the weekend of the biggest motorcycle gathering of the year, I was working at a club nearby. When the roaring machines pulled up outside, our patrons’ eyes swung toward the door and conversation turned into uneasy whispering.
 
 A group of tough-looking bikers walked up to me, and one of them asked me where the phone was.
 
 I pointed it out, and the silence in the room let everybody overhear what the biker said into the receiver. “Hi, Mom. Just want to let you know I’ll be home late tonight.”
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Poor Grinch.
Hey!  Wait a minute!
The Grinch is green, Lethal Leprechaun is green…
Has anyone seen Lethal?

Ginny, Diaman, start the search!  Okay, everyone, this issue is temporarily on hold until we do a welfare check on Lethal Leprechaun!

Everyone starts getting up from their seats, grabbing flashlights (which is odd, since it’s daylight) and putting on orange reflective vests that say “DL/LL Search and Rescue” which seem to magically appear in everyone’s lap.  Diaman and Ginny are breaking people into smaller groups and giving them instructions on search grids and areas.  It is all going smoothly or as smoothly as possible, but this group consists of many retired or current military members, members of law enforcement, and other service related people, so for many of the audience, this is not their first dance.

Suddenly, from behind the small stage that Impish usually uses for his Saturday issue, a long slot opens in the floor and a huge computer monitor begins to rise.  The picture is actually appearing, even as the screen continues to rise.  On the screen is Lethal Leprechaun sitting behind a desk.

Okay, okay settle down.  Ginny and Diaman, and all the rest of you, too.  I’m fine.  It was indeed the Grinch who had surgery and, due to his magical/mythical nature, he may have died on the operating table, but he’ll be back and fine in time for next Christmas.  That’s just the nature of cartoon characters.  How many times did Elmer shoot Daffy?  Yet, you can tune in anytime and still see him on TV. 

He glares directly into the camera and says to Impish, You know better than to pull one of these silly stunts before Christmas, hoping that the search crews would find the Christmas present stash before they found me.  You probably didn’t even have my office areas on the search area map so you’d have extra time before someone realized I wasn’t in the hospital.

He snaps his fingers and suddenly all the orange reflective vests rise up off their wearers, fold themselves in the air into neat little squares.  And the orange reflective vests?  You just happened to have 450 of these prepped and ready to go?  Really?  You know you can’t fool me.

Ginny and Diaman are looking over the search areas and realize that Lethal is right.  No one has been assigned to check Lethal’s office area.  They look up and turn a frowning, displeased expression towards Impish.

Lethal Leprechaun snaps his fingers again and suddenly he is dressed quite similarly to one of Santa’s elves.  And for you Impish, I do want to say : “Good Try!” and I do have a present for you that I will give you right now. 

Impish’s eyes light up in anticipation, that is, until he sees what his present consists of on the monitor.
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Let’s get on with the issue!

 

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I love this time of year, and apparently, many of you do, too.  This is a picture of a section of Fun Mountain that is kept in the Christmas tradition all year long.  So, when you need a little magical pick up, there is nothing more magical than a snow covered little town at Christmas time.

 

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I asked 100 women what shower soap they were using.

The most popular reply was:

“How the fuck did you get in here?”

 

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This has been around for several years now, but it’s never been as appropriate as it is lately.

Company Memo
FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director
TO: All Employees
DATE: November 1, 2015

RE: Gala Christmas Party
I’m happy to inform you that the company Christmas Party will take place on
December 23rd, starting at noon in the private function room at the Grill
House.

There will be a cash bar and plenty of drinks! We’ll have a small band
playing traditional carols… feel free to sing along. And don’t be
surprised if our CEO shows up dressed as Santa Claus!

A Christmas tree will be lit at 1:00 PM. Exchanges of gifts among employees
can be done at that time; however, no gift should be over $10 to make the
giving of gifts easy for everyone’s pockets.

This gathering is only for employees!
Our CEO will make a special announcement at that time!
Merry Christmas to you and your family,

Patty

Company Memo
FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director
TO: All Employees
DATE: November 2, 2015

RE: Gala Holiday Party

In no way was yesterday’s memo intended to exclude our Jewish employees. We
recognize that Hanukkah is an important holiday, which often coincides with
Christmas, though unfortunately not this year.
However, from now on, we’re calling it our “Holiday Party.” The same
policy applies to any other employees who are not Christians and to those
still celebrating Reconciliation Day.

There will be no Christmas tree and no Christmas carols will be sung.
We will have other types of music for your enjoyment.
Happy now?

Happy Holidays to you and your family,

Patty

Company Memo
FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director
TO: All Employees
DATE: November 3, 2015
RE: Holiday Party

Regarding the note I received from a member of Alcoholics Anonymous
requesting a non-drinking table, you didn’t sign your name…
I’m happy to accommodate this request, but if I put a sign on a table that
reads, “AA Only”, you wouldn’t be anonymous anymore. How am I supposed to
handle this?

Somebody?

And sorry, but forget about the gift exchange, no gifts are allowed since
the union members feel that $10 is too much money and the executives
believe $10 is a little chintzy.

REMEMBER: NO GIFTS EXCHANGE WILL BE ALLOWED.

Patty

Company Memo
FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director
To: All Employees
DATE: November 4, 2015
RE: Generic Holiday Party

What a diverse group we are! I had no idea that December 20thbegins the
Muslim holy month of Ramadan, which forbids eating and drinking during
daylight hours.
There goes the party! Seriously, we can appreciate how a luncheon at this
time of year does not accommodate our Muslim employees’ beliefs. Perhaps
the Grill House can hold off on serving your meal until the end of the party
or else package everything for you to take it home in little foil doggy
baggy. Will that work?

Meanwhile, I’ve arranged for members of Weight Watchers to sit farthest from
the dessert buffet, and pregnant women will get the table closest to the
restrooms.

Gays are allowed to sit with each other. Lesbians do not have to sit with
Gay men, each group will have their own table.

Yes, there will be flower arrangement for the Gay men’s table.
To the person asking permission to cross dress, the Grill House asks that no
cross-dressing be allowed, apparently because of concerns about confusion in
the restrooms. Sorry.

We will have booster seats for short people.

Low-fat food will be available for those on a diet.

I am sorry to report that we cannot control the amount of salt used in the
food . The Grill House suggests that people with high blood pressure taste
a bite first.

There will be fresh “low sugar” fruits as dessert for diabetics, but the
restaurant cannot supply “no sugar” desserts. Sorry!

Did I miss anything?!?!?

Patty

Company Memo
FROM: Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director
TO: All F*%^ing Employees
DATE: November 5, 2015
RE: The F*%^ing Holiday Party

I’ve had it with you vegetarian pricks!!! We’re going to keep this party
at the Grill House whether you like it or not, so you can sit quietly at the
table furthest from the “grill of death,” as you so quaintly put it, and
you’ll get your f*%^ing salad bar, including organic tomatoes.
But you know, tomatoes have feelings, too. They scream when you slice
them. I’ve heard them scream. I’m hearing them scream right NOW!

The rest of you f*%^ing wierdos can kiss my *ss. I hope you all have a
rotten holiday!

Drive drunk and die,

The B*tch from H*ll!!!

Company Memo
FROM: Joan Bishop, Acting Human Resources Director
DATE: November 6, 2015
RE: Patty Lewis and Holiday Party

I’m sure I speak for all of us in wishing Patty Lewis a speedy recovery from
her recent nervous breakdown and I’ll continue to forward your cards to her
at the asylum.

In the meantime, management has decided to cancel our Holiday Party and
give everyone the afternoon of the 23rd off with full pay.

Happy Whatever!

Joan

And that is just perfect.

 

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IS THIS WHERE THE EXPRESSION KISS MY ASS” STARTED???

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And that reminds me of a retired friend of mine when I asked him if he had a job.

He told me, “I’m my wife’s sexual advisor.”

I must admit I was a little shocked at that, so I asked him what he meant by that?

“It’s very simple,” He told me.  “My wife told me that when she wants my fucking advice, she’ll ask for it.”

 

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A rather liberal friend asked me after the Paris shooting what I thought he needed to defend his home.  Now mind you, he is highly educated and has several college degrees.
I suggested as minimum a 9mm, a couple clips, and a box of shells.  A few days later,
he sent me this picture and asked how to make it work.
 
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Of course he’s a Hillary supporter……..

 

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My Dad, Papa Dragon Most Senior, sent me this very touching Christmas story…

Nice Christmas Story.

A couple was Christmas shopping at the mall on Christmas Eve and the mall
was packed. As the wife walked through the mall she was surprised to look up
and see her husband was nowhere around. She was quite upset because they had
a lot to do. Because she was so worried, she called him on her mobile phone
to ask him where he was.

In a calm voice, the husband said, “Honey, you remember the jewelry store we
went into about 5 years ago where you fell in love with that diamond
necklace that we could not afford and I told you that I would get it for you
one day?”

The wife choked up and started to cry and said, “Yes, I remember that
jewelry store.”

He said, “Well, I’m in the bar right next to it.”

How touching!  How sweet!

 

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Leprechaun Laughs # 328 for Wednesday Dec 16th 2015

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As you enter the Conference Room your noses tell you something is off. Sure you smell coffee, but that is all you smell. In fact you notice the entire Kraft table is missing only the coffee set ups to either side are in place. A bunch of DL/LL employees are scurrying around the room as is Lethal shining lights into dark recesses checking behind curtains and apparently give the back stage area quite the once over. Shortly calls of ‘CLEAR!’ can be heard as each completes their assigned area’s inspection. Several more employees come in behind you carrying what appear to be 6×6 garden landscaping timbers and disappear back stage one timber to each side.

When one team returns and shoots Lethal the thumbs up before exiting Lethal taps on his headset and says “Cookie Team- GO! GO! GO!”, then calls off stage to the side where the employees with the timber have yet to return from “Stand By They’re Enroute”. He then gestures to the 4 CyberLethals at the heavy doors you enter through. Two begin pull from the outside as two push from the inside. Shortly the doors are closed, barred, braced against possible siege from without and guarded by the four CyberLethals, two from without and two from within. As murmurings begin to run through the assembled readers, Lethal make take it easy gestures while continuing to glance off stage.

Suddenly a call is heard from off stage of “Arriving!” followed by the sound of a freight elevator being opened and  lot of crosstalk as movement of something from the elevator is co-ordinated.

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Shortly as the most wondrous smell of freshly baked piping hot cookies makes it’s way to your noses there is the sound of frantic hammering off stage. As a giant table laden with freshly baked Christmas cookies appears like a Christmas miracle from off stage, a cry of triumph is head from back stage ‘Got it! Freight Elevator #2 secured!’

Once he has supervised the moving of the table down in position between the twin coffee stations and shagged a couple cookies Lethal returns to the podium. “Sorry about all that folks it was sort of unavoidable however. See I couldn’t take a chance…..” He’s interrupted by the sound of objects crashing into the door and of a bellow of “Get out of my way this is an Emergency I smell fresh Christmas cookies! Why is this door locked?” (The door suffers several blows shaking in its frame.) “Lethal?! You open this door RIGHT NOW!”

In between threats to his person and while he appears to be texting a message Lethal manages to complete his interrupted statement with a terse “well can you see what I was afraid of happening?” just before Impish starts up again with “COME ON! OPEN THIS DOOR YOU LITTLE GREEN GRINCH BEFORE I MAKE A CHRISTMAS TREE TOPPER OUT OF YOU WITH A CHRISTMAS TREE SUPOSITORY! I was only joking about needing a dozen dozen cookies! Seriously! Can’t you take a joke? OPEN THIS…. damned phone! A text message? Three dozen cookies and a cup of Brown Gold in my Office? HARUMPH! Get them before you tell the office staff they are there?! (heard as Impish’s voice recedes down the hall) “DON’T YOU DARE THOSE COOKIES ARE MINE! ALL MINE!”

Enjoy the cookies and the issue. You’ll find its an extra long one this week, since due to Holiday obligations and logistics here at Keebler Towers, next week’s issue may possibly be somewhat abbreviated in length, though I still plan on putting one out. Also rest assured I will continue my tradition of the DL/LL Digital Media Christmas Edition including a version of ‘A Soldier’s Silent Night’ in honor of all our Deployed/On Duty/Home but mentally still Deployed troops.

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I don’t know why but this cup of mine frightens the hell out of a lot of people.

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As you can see our Christmas event coordinator, Holly Evergreen has been hard at work decorating both here in DL/LL HQ and over at our  Recreation Center. More photos of her efforts later on in the issue.

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Especially Ginny (WOW! You were NAUGHTY a freaking LOT), Diaman and Impish!

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SPEAKING of Diaman, our favorite West Coast Minx has been under the weather for a while now due to a health issue. She’s stoically undergone several procedures to alleviate/correct the issue but so far is not seeing the promised results from them. To make things even worse the accompanying medication that is used in conjunction with the procedures to correct the problem is bringing on other undesirable issues as well!

She was enduring all this in silence right under our noses not saying a word until I got to wondering what mischief she was getting into because she was so quite (something I’ve learned from being around puppies, toddlers and cats- if its too quite something is most likely wrong and you don’t know it.)

Diaman is the first to offer prayers, well wishes, commiserations and a humorous word any time any one is sick. It’s about time she was on the receiving end for a change!

You guys know what to do, lets see those comments pile up faster than Impish’s calorie count from Christmas cookies consumed!

 

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One of Impish’s Virgins helping out Holly Evergreen by trimming one of the myriad of trees that have been put up have in her Christmas Stockings.  I must say she really does deck our halls quite nicely! Hope she remembers to hang my favorite ornament:

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Sadly others are having a much harder time with the decorating as seen here:

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So Molly and I have this system when it comes to buying Christmas presents for each other. See I love her dearly but even she acknowledges that she is bad at the buying me presents thing. To be fair, while I have never had a problem in this area Molly can be harder than most of my previous female nonfamily Christmas present recipients to buy for.

See in my case she basically has no idea other than guns, ammo, knives and gift cards to places like Think Geek, Amazon or Cyber Guys.  Oh for sure she knows that Bushmill’s and artisan Game Summer Sausages are always a hit, but her problem is these things are never a surprise.

As for me with her, we long ago made an agreement not to buy each others clothes. She tends to be a bit fussy about jewelry. This is partly a taste thing (though I think I’ve gotten that figured out pretty good after 14 years of gift giving) and that she is afraid to wear expensive jewelry to work because she breaks necklaces and loses earrings like nobody I’ve ever seen. Since we rarely go to fancy places where she’d wear it otherwise (that’s just not who we are) it would just sit in the box in the safe.

So the deal we made is exchange e-mails something Thanksgiving Day with a list of items and links to them. There needs to be about a dozen ranging in price from stocking stuffers to serious gift. We’re free to buy off list as well (usually these are gag gifts or in store ‘OMG! That SO …. ‘moments)

I was shocked this year when Molly said there was a chair she wanted. Doubly so when she confessed it was an antique and would probably have to go in my home office , which is soon to be our home office.  I got her a desk w/ built in bookcase, office chair, lamp and I’m currently in the process of clearing out a lateral file cabinet drawer for her to use so she no longer has to do school work from her Lazy Boy unless she wants to. ( ok I’ll admit this also means I can go back to watching TV at night fro the couch while she is studying but that’s just a benefit she’s been saying she wanted a desk for months now)

That is I was shocked at least until I saw the photo of the chair she wanted.

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She claims that since its treadle powered (its on the other side) that it is an exercise device.

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2015 Johnson Family Dubstep Christmas Light Show – Featured on ABC’s The Great Christmas Light Fight

 

Behind the scenes tour of the Johnson Christmas light show

 

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Honestly this make over is so extreme I’m not really certain where this is. I think it’s in the reception area of the Recreation Facility.

New Religious Sect, Discovered in Alaska!

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Winner of ABC’s “The Great Christmas Light Fight” World’s best LED Christmas light show

 

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Champagne Punch Perfect For A Christmas Or New Year’s Party

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Champagne Holiday Punch

Ingredients:

1 cup water
1/2 cup sugar
3 cinnamon sticks
4 whole cloves
2 cups cranberry juice
1/2 cup pineapple juice
1 bottle champagne (Korbel Brut works great)
Small amount of Grand Marnier (or any orange liqueur you prefer)
Red sugar
Green sugar

In a saucepan, bring water, sugar, cinnamon sticks and cloves to boil.
Reduce heat and simmer for 5 minutes.
Discard cinnamon and cloves.
Cool to room temperature and pour into a large pitcher.
Add cranberry juice and pineapple juice.
Chill in fridge until ready to serve.
At serving time, add 1 bottle of chilled champagne.

When serving, put the red sugar, green sugar and Grand Marnier in a three-part dish or in three separate bowls.  Dip the rim of the champagne glass into the Grand Marnier (or whatever orange liqueur you’ve using) then into one of the sugars.

If having a party, I recommend at least doubling, tripling or quadrupling this recipe, because it’s a huge hit and folks keeping coming back for more.

A miniatures bottle of Grand Mariner or Southern Comfort is about all you’ll need to rim glasses for roughly 2 batches. They’ll be cheaper than a whole bottle and you wont have it hanging around after. If you do have left over I recommend putting it in a hot cup of tea with some honey to warm you up.

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If you stare at it long enough you will find a Christmas spirit hidden in the picture.

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I finally got Holly Evergreen to stand still long enough to snap a photo of her! She’s been very busy, Molly has even talked her into attacking err…decorating our residence in Keebler Towers:

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Even my private study was invaded!

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Troops Surprise Families for the Holidays

 

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I’ll bet Impish is working on a similar letter right about now too!  Santa has repeatedly told me it’s one of the highlights of the holiday season for him. Seems thinking back to the letter helps get him belly laughing on cue.

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The Godfather’s Godson.

 

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A shot of what I am informed is a partially finished great room at the lodge area of the Recreation Facility. I understand more decorations and some furniture moving is yet in store so that the Patrons can gather in comfort for our Annual Christmas Eve gift exchange and the  Great Eggnog & Grog Guzzle.

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 Well I see Impish’s Virgin have found another creative use for Christmas lights!

Speaking of creative usage of Christmas lights, have any of you seen Santa’s new wheels rollin’ out shopping?

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Told you we’d see more of Holly Evergreens tree trimming assistant. She appears to be hard at it to.  Man are halls decked!

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This one is courtesy of Jersey Ginny

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Coincidentally that was the last time Ginny went to a Christmas Party alone, drank too much spiked Egg Nog then rode home with her bare bum hanging out the sunroof of the limo! – Or at least that’s what Impish told me.

Speaking of the Ginster she sent this one along too:

 

 

This Looks Like A Normal Grocery Store, But When The Lights Go Out? Awesome.
It took a team of cashiers, 13 different hidden cameras and a whole lot Christmas spirit to pull off this epic holiday surprise!
Edeka, Germany’s largest supermarket chain, decided to surprise its shoppers with a seasonal treat. In an attempt to liven up the otherwise boring chore of grocery shopping, these cashiers opted to delight their patient shoppers with a choreographed orchestra that beeped the holiday classic, “Jingle Bells.”

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That’s Molly’s idea of the perfect Christmas Tree. Me not so much. Now this tree idea however,  I could really get behind.

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Mog’s Christmas Calamity

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Ladies pay attention! It’s the prefect gift! One size pretty much fits all and even it it don’t we ain’t gonna complain. Plus even if we just opened one we’re extremely happy to get another!

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Damned liberals! That’s just taking the war on Christmas too far!

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Dragon Laffs #1465–13 SDTC

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Good Morning Campers

No big lead in this week, I’ve gotta work again this weekend and I’m way behind.  Haven’t had a day off in about a month, so my mind is kinda blank. 

But!!!!!!

I am taking a couple of days off around Christmas and can’t wait to spend some time really giving you guys a great issue.  But, I really don’t think any of you will complain about this one, It’s packed full of great stuff!

So …

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By the way…in the title… 13 SDTC?  Shopping days till Christmas!!

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Okay campers, I gotta start out with a GREAT website
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This is absolutely great satire.  Thanks to Jean for sending me the link.  From The People’s Cube.

Thoughts and prayers don’t work; here’s what does!

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8 things that work better than thoughts and prayers

Every time we suffer the consequences of climate change and hateful GOP rhetoric, Republicans always respond by offering “thoughts and prayers.” The Party has decreed that Thoughts and Prayers do not address the problem, and only highlights how little Republicans care about anything. 


So what does work more effectively than Thoughts and Prayers? Presented below, for your consideration, are just a few of The Party’s tried and true methods for showing how much more we care than they do. 

1. Awareness Ribbons: 

Wearing an awareness ribbon shows everyone how much you care. When you see someone wearing an awareness ribbon, you know they care. 


Awareness ribbons come in different colors for different issues. Don’t know what issue a certain color signifies? Ask the wearer, and they’ll tell you! Just like that, you’ll be aware of the issue! See how that works? The ribbon really works! And since you don’t want to be seen as uncaring, you’ll want to wear one, too! 

You can’t wear Thoughts and Prayers on your lapel or bra strap. 

For the other 7 things that work better than thoughts and prayers click on the title of the article of click here: http://thepeoplescube.com/peoples-blog/8-things-that-work-better-than-thoughts-and-prayers-t17272.html

Be sure to read the comments, they are as funny as the article.

 

Okay, so I’ll another website.  This one is just for fun.
27 Ridiculous People Who Will Make You Lose All Faith In Humanity
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Dang!  That would be the perfect breakfast!  A slice of coffee to go with your morning coffee!

 

In the wonderful spirit of Christmas, there comes this video from Improve Everywhere.  You guys know how much I love these!  This one is brilliant…okay, so yeah, pun intended.

 

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How Dare Her!!!

 

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Ah, he’s a junior democrat in training

 

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I know people like that.

 

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I love good lawyer jokes.  Okay, not good lawyers, that’s an oxymoron, but good jokes that are about lawyers…. you see…never mind.

 

A great little essay; it says things quite clearly.

Never said better.  Read and pass on.

Time is like a river. You cannot touch the water twice, because the flow that has passed will never pass again.

         Franklin Graham was speaking at the First Baptist Church in Jacksonville, Florida in January, 2015, when he said America will not come back.  He wrote:
          The American dream ended on November 6th, 2012 in Ohio.  The second term of Barack Obama has been the final nail in the coffin for the legacy of the white Christian males who discovered, explored, pioneered, settled and developed the greatest republic in the history of mankind.  A coalition of blacks, Latinos, feminists, gays, government workers, union members, environmental extremists, the media, Hollywood, uninformed young people, the “forever needy,” the chronically unemployed, illegal aliens and other “fellow  travelers” have ended Norman Rockwell’s America.
You will never again out-vote these people. It will take individual acts of defiance and massive displays of civil disobedience to get back the rights we have allowed them to take away.  It will take zealots, not moderates and shy, not reach-across-the-aisle RINOs to right this ship and restore our  beloved country to its former status.  People like me are completely politically irrelevant, and I will probably never again be able to legally comment on or concern myself with the aforementioned coalition which has surrendered our culture, our heritage and our traditions without a shot being fired.
The cocker spaniel is off the front porch, the pit bull is in the back yard. The American Constitution has been replaced with Saul Alinsky’s “Rules for Radicals” and the likes of Chicago shyster David Axelrod along with international socialist George Soros have been pulling the strings on their beige puppet have brought us Act 2 of the New World Order.  The curtain will come down but the damage has been done, the story has been told.
Those who come after us will once again have to risk their lives, their fortunes and their sacred honor to bring back the Republic that this generation has timidly frittered away due to white guilt and political correctness…

Pass this on to all you know.  Can we possibly be the people who take “individual acts of defiance”? 

 

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Kiss me, I’m draconian.  Impish Dragon under the mistletoe.

 

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Playing hide-and-seek in the complex, here’s one of our favorite girls hiding in plain sight as a statue.

 

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One of the harshest and most desperate landings ever seen!  You’ve got to watch this:

 

 

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Now, that’s actually a much better Dragon Laffs motto than the one we have. 

 

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If you’re old enough, you’ll get that one….here’s what they are referring to:
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Spy vs. Spy from Mad Magazine!

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Okay, so it was so funny, I had to run it again.  Poor baby.

Well, I knew Ginny had an attitude, but really…

You tell me, this is what she sent me on Friday.

I  really got so pissed off this morning, I was out for a walk when I came across 3 Muslim women in full robes. 

I thought to myself I should make an effort and try to talk to them to understand their culture and
welcome them to mine.

I tried talking to them for about ten minutes, without a single response,not a sound.

I was about to hurl a mouthful of abuse at them for being so ignorant when I realized I was talking to 3 outdoor umbrellas!

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I like this one a lot.  Why do we change our whole world for a few people who get offended?  A few atheists don’t want God in anything and the whole damn world goes crazy and we don’t pray in school, we don’t have an opening prayer at our children’s sporting events, This whole “I’m offended” thing is for the birds.  I’m going along with Sam Elliott.  Pussies!

 

Atlanta Airport You gotta love this one even if you’ve never lived in the South. Some of you will enjoy this more than others…. Southerners are so polite!
 
Atlanta Tower : ” Saudi Air 511 — You are cleared to land on runway 9R.”
 
Saudi Air : ” Thank you Atlanta . Acknowledge cleared to land on infidel’s runway 9R – Allah be Praised
 
Atlanta Tower : “Iran Air 711 –You are cleared to land on runway 27L.”
 
Iran Air: “Thank you Atlanta . We are cleared to land on infidel’s runway 27L. – Allah is Great.”
 
Pause…
 
Saudi Air : ATLANTA TOWER- ATLANTA TOWER !”
 
Atlanta Tower : “Go ahead Saudi Air 511.”
 
Saudi Air: ” YOU HAVE CLEARED BOTH OUR AIRCRAFTS FOR THE SAME RUNWAY GOING IN OPPOSITE DIRECTIONS. WE ARE ON A COLLISION COURSE. INSTRUCTIONS, PLEASE!”
 
Atlanta Tower : “Well, bless your hearts. And praise Jesus. Y’all go on ahead now and tell Allah “Hey” for us.”

 

 

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This very special picture comes straight from Papa Dragon Most Senior!  Thanks dad!
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Inside Every Old Man

Yup.  Every day I look in the mirror and my very first thought is, “What the hell happened?  I was a young man yesterday!!”

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Okay, so today’s Last Word is an article that my brother, the Owl, sent to me and it cracked me up and made me feel so bad that I had to share it with you.

So, here’s the article, in its entirety.  Let me know if it cracks you up, too!

Florida man eaten by alligator while hiding from deputies

Okay, so are you laughing yet?  I am!

BAREFOOT BAY, Fla. — After a night of allegedly burglarizing a Florida neighborhood, a suspected criminal was eaten by an 11-foot alligator while hiding out from a team of deputies combing the area in search of him.

New details about the suspect’s bizarre end emerged Monday from Barefoot Bay, Fla., a neighborhood on the state’s east coast, Central Florida News 13 reports.

It was there on Nov. 13 that Matthew Riggins and an accomplice allegedly broke into homes in the middle of the night, according to authorities with the Brevard Sheriff’s Office.

The 22-year-old had allegedly called his girlfriend to tell her he was “going to do burglaries” in the Barefoot Bay area, sheriff Maj. Tod Goodyear said.

Neighbors had called 911 to report seeing two men dressed in black lurking behind homes, sparking a search team of sheriff deputies, K-9 units and a helicopter to descend on the area.

Deputies were walking near a pond when they spotted a patch of matted-down grass. Then they heard screaming. Then it went silent.

The search was called off that night and soon after, officials said, Riggins’ family reported him missing. Investigators believe he met a violent end.

“He probably went into the lake to hide from the officers and the dog, and at some point he came across that gator,” Goodyear told Central Florida News 13.

Ten days after deputies heard screaming coming from the pond, Riggins’ body was found floating in the water.

As they searched the pond, sheriff’s divers encountered an 11-foot gator, which was then euthanized. Inside the animal’s stomach the Medical Examiner found proof of how Riggins was killed, Central Florida News 13 reports.

Goodyear said he’s never seen a suspect eaten by a gator in his years on the force.

“To hide somewhere to try and get away, and then meeting up with an animal like that? No, I’ve never had that happen before,” Goodyear said.

As for the accomplice, Central Florida News 13 reports investigators have a man in custody but that he is not cooperating with the investigation. He has not been charged in the case.

“I would say it was poetic justice, if you want to sit there and steal from people,” neighbor Chuck Stokes said when he learned of the ordeal.

Okay, I’m sorry, but if that ain’t karma, then I don’t know what is!  Very fitting!

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