........affected by a rare treatable malady known as tritonitis. The only known cure is ........
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One day I might grow up
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........affected by a rare treatable malady known as tritonitis. The only known cure is ........
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One day I might grow up
.. the red suited one decided that due to the conflicting arguments he was having with himself, he best harness up the raindeer, apply a coat of "traditional wax" tot he out side of the sled and head off to the wilds of Penola and scoff some RED with Doorstop (the wicked elf) and remoniss about his long lost love the BBBL.
SO away he and and ......
and rudolph went in search of doorstops shed but alas they found him in a ........workshop.......elving away with.......................
andy and and and brudda the stuttering elf. Meanwhile the man in the red suite had imbided a little too much, in a word he was....
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One day I might grow up
...mindful of the fact that there was only 2 days left 'til christmas..."my goodness he exclaimed!" coffee ..I need coffee to render me sane to provide all these woodies with their wishes hmm hmm? now orange liquer for the Tritoneers, a good red for that bloke in Penola, a bottle of Jacks for 'U', a classic yarra for that Hambley gent,a dom perignon for that Iain chap ah bugger it,its gettin' too expensive me thinks, an Earl Grey teabag and a mug for the workplace will do them an I'LL pocket the rest and 'ave a good holiday after my rounds which is Known as the claus effect....but where to go this year...
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Johnno
With that the jolly old fella went fast asleep for he only had a few hours to get some well earned shuteye before he was off on his merry way to visit all the woodys of the world. The naughty and nice list was done and all the goodies were neatly packed in the trunk of the sleigh. He would sleep in peace for a few hours and then be off to...........
BUNNIES to pick up cheap and nasty tools made in Taiwan for those on the nasty list, then after this he would go to....
.. via "U"'s workshop, also known as "santa extention" and pick up some good goo to off set the cheep stuff from bunnies, just to pacify the...
....those who have'nt ventured into the unknown(poor fools that they are)with acquiring the known attributes of a finishing product that Santa's elve's passed on to a bloke lost for all the world looking for a opportunity to make millions ...whereupon it came to pass his wish from a ghost of many a christmas past was not to be ..but the elves in their alcoholic stupor were gracious in passing on one of Santa's wood finishing secrets and he immediately moved to more accommodating premises to produce a brew to gladden the heart of many a woodie ...."ahh haa"exclaimed Santa I have at last found a mortal to meet my standards but withn Christmas day being tomorrow would he be able to give Woodies the world over.....
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Johnno
and he did........
The End
or is it??