Work Hard 2 Play Hard

So, it’s like the end of the year, true. But, it’s not like there aren’t an endless supply of years, right? So, I’m not gone’ get too worked up or seminental here. I’m just gone’ count down the howers, then the mints, until we...

Beginnings

Bill Blather here, and tellin’ you like it is. The whole truth, but not the hole truth. Heh, heh. Yep, that’s right, none of those weak well, well, well jokes from me! I’m Bill Blather, and I tell it like it is. And, er, it’s like this....

Garlic Hater

Blinking lights. Waaaaal. Since you asked. Sure. I know the fat man. Snow white head, rub red nose, holes in in his hose. Knows who’s naughty and nice. Has a database list and checks it twice. Suit of red, gifts around the bed, rub red nose. Has a sled, pulled...

Thanksgiving Miracle

We heard from Uncle Bran, apropos of nothing in particular, that Turkey Jerky was the new Beef Jerky. Not knowing how to respond, we simply hung up the phone, ever so slowly and quietly, until the handset nestled into the cradle without making so much a sound as a...

The Greasy Manchester II

Ebeneezer Scooge laughed as he saw the jolly fat man go down hard. “That’ll show you, Christmas hog!” he yelled hoarsely at the rolling rotund figure. Santa splayed wildly as his significant bulk slid down the hill. An errant jingle bell flew merrily...