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I am NEVER going to eat chocolate chip cookies on Christmas again!! (lol)

~scorns~ "Bad Santa!"

Yeah I get some may not celebrate Christmas but I don't count them as real people anyway. :0)

Went from Fort Lauderdale to Cozumel, took A LOT of sultan baths (the water was infused with perfume). Had these bluetooth headphones on so I could play music in the tub. Ate 10 meals a day (had pot roast every dinner with horseradish), bathed 6 times a day in the sultan, drank like a tub of pink lemonade, gained 5 kilos. The cruise ship lobby had this huge Christmas tree with fake snow on it and tons of lighting, families and their kids everywhere it was like the cruise ship was one giant family. Whenever I wanted quiet I just read at the library onboard. Will repeat.

and i got to milk his cock all over the chocolate chip cookies and we shared the cookies...and i got inflatable butt plug as a reward:))

I am NEVER going to eat chocolate chip cookies on Christmas again!! (lol)

~scorns~ "Bad Santa!"

I think any of those get you on the "Naughty but a keeper" List

Not my fault i was born Jewish...
I want to believe in Santa!

Posted By: ceotraveling
Yeah I get some may not celebrate Christmas but I don't count them as real people anyway. :0)

We were also Jewish, and had 8 crazy nights as Adam Sandler has pointed out.

We did however get stockings on Christmas morning, stuffed with the usual chocolate Santas, popcorn balls, raisins, and maybe a small toy.

My favorite gift from that was a small "tot" stapler.  I was about 6, and always wanted a stapler.  There seemed to be something about the power of attaching two pieces of paper together that fascinated me.

In fact I still have that stapler and use it often at home.  It's probably the oldest gift (excluding a birth cup) that I have.

A seemingly jolly fat guy knows when you are sleeping. He knows when you’re awake. He knows if you’ve been bad or good.  And let’s not forget that you’re being warned not to shout or cry.

Sounds like the transcript from Ted Bundy’s trial

Twas the night before christmas
and all through the house,
everyone felt shitty,
even the mouse.

Mom at the whorehouse,
dad smoking grass;
I'd just settle down
for a nice piece of ass.

Out on the lawn,
I heard such a clatter.
I sprung from my chair
to see what was the matter.

When out on the lawn,
I saw a big dick.
I knew in a minute,
it must be St. Nick.

He came down the chimney
like a bat out of hell.
I knew in a moment,
the fucker had fell.

He stuffed all our stockings
with pretzels and beer,
and a big rubber dick
for my brother the queer.

He rose up the chimney
with a thunderous fart.
that son of a bitch
blew my chimney apart.

He swore and he cursed
as he rode away,
piss on you all
and have a hell of a day

My dad said half the living room was mine,  the other half belonged to my sister.  The entire living room was filled with gifts!  He told my brother his was in the garage.  He definitely loved spoiling his kids :)
Christmas was my dad's favorite time of year. He way out did himself that year. I will never forget that year :

Before I stopped celebrating.  

It was the year I got my first rifle.

I was hoping someone would make the reference  

Saw it on Broadway and it brought back a ton of memories when I'd go deer hunting. I miss Christmas at the hunting lodge. Managed to get stalked by a big cat once, that was fun.  

Posted By: donbecker54

into the kitchen before siblings were awake.  Grandfather reading the paper while sipping coffee, then without a word he poured me half a cup and slid over the milk & sugar with a wink.

Grandmother fussing at him for my coffee but not taking it away, and instead putting down a hot chocolate so I could choose.  The two of them chatting about daily stuff while I read the comic page from the paper.

Then the table loading up with oranges, grapefruit, grapes, pancakes, sausage, eggs, grits, bacon, ham, and toast as everyone else started to wake up.  But I got to keep my seat at the adult table next to my grandfather.

Those 30 minutes or so with just my grandparents being themselves is better than any present money can buy.

Were these magic grits? Did you get these grits from the same guy who sold Jack his bean stalk beans?  

Posted By: DURHAMDREW63
What's a grit?

So ... magic grits are like magic mushrooms?

Posted By: maxwell44
Were these magic grits? Did you get these grits from the same guy who sold Jack his bean stalk beans?  
   
Posted By: DURHAMDREW63
What's a grit?

when I was 12 years old and WW2 was over I had been nagging  my parents how much I wanted, needed, and deserved a bicycle. My dad had a Montgomery Wards bike laid away for me. In my pleading and snivvling about bikes I mentioned that I really didn't like the Monky Wards bikes. But, WOW   the Western Auto bikes were really great. My dad canceled  the layaway and bought me the one I coveted. I didn't know this for several years when my parents finally told me. I loved them and that bike.

I drove 100 miles to be with my GF at her place of employment...  she snuck out & we did the deed in her company car.

opening my eyes to see my grand mother who travelled from another country to come spend Christmas with me .... good times

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