Monday, December 3, 2007

Now There's Some Sad Things Known To Man, But Ain't Too Much Sadder Than

The neighbour's inflatable Santa

Lying in a deflated,  rumpled heap on the lawn in the dark,

Feebly waving a limp limb in the -33 December breeze...
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7 comments:

  1. RandallDecember 3, 2007 at 3:14 AM

    I think Santa has Erectile Dysfunction.

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  2. LineaDecember 3, 2007 at 4:00 AM

    Do you think Santa would like to read some of the spam that comes my way? They seem to promise help although I have never actually read one of them. I would be happy to send Santa's e-mail address to my spammers.

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  3. RandallDecember 3, 2007 at 6:26 AM


    At the risk of this discussion degrading any more than it already has, (Thanks to me I confess,)



    I suppose it wouldn't help matters to remind you that Santa's address is:



    Santa Clause


    North Pole,

    Canada

    HO HO HO



    ...







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  4. hillaryDecember 4, 2007 at 4:47 PM

    his postal code is actually HOH OHO.

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  5. LauraleaDecember 5, 2007 at 4:46 PM

    Or is that HOH? OHO!

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  6. JohannaDecember 6, 2007 at 10:50 AM

    and this is where I roll my eyes...

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  7. lauralea.ca » Blog Archive » … Lor-lee… Lor-lee…October 15, 2009 at 5:50 AM

    [...] The aftermath of such a full weekend coming fast on the heels of a very full and busy week is that, having hit the ground running nearly 2 weeks ago, I feel very like our old neighbour’s deflated Santa. [...]

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