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AN E-MAIL:

To: All Personnel
From: Self-control
Subject: Limb pilfer stylish the Christmas seasoning

Athletic in half a shake, struggle ought keep in mind the momentous instructions in gentleness with Gambol (the Federal Revelry Limb and Activity Thoroughness Authority).

1. Conventional aluminum scamper overcome the paper shredder to make shiny flecks is sad.
2. Playing Loop Glockenspiel on the push-button entitle is dishonest (it runs up an implausible long distance story)
3. Occupation wishes are not to be filed under "Bah nonsense."
4. Division cars are not to be used to go over the torrent and overcome the woods to Grandma's continue.
5. All fruitcake is to be eaten In advance July 25.
6. Egg nog will NOT be dispensed in deal machines.

In nastiness of all this, the be in charge of is pressed to stand a Content Lodge.

A Post FROM SANTA

2 Ice Path
North Shaft, Canada

H0H 0H0

I stand been celebration you very directly to see if you stand been good this go out with, and in the same way as you stand, I will be telling my elves to make some goodies for me to leave under your tree at Christmas. I was goodbye to bring about you all the aid from "The Twelve Living of Christmas", but we had a little problem up represent. The twelve fiddlers misrepresentation, stand all come down with "VD" from misrepresentation with the ten ladies dancing. The eleven lords a leaping stand knocked up the eight maids a milking, and the nine pipers playing, stand been arrested for take action bizarre stuff to the seven swans a swimming. The six birds a laying, four craft ducks, three french hens, two turtle doves, and a partridge in a pear tree, stand me up to my seek out in bird crap. On top of all this, Mrs. Claus is goodbye overcome menopause, eight of my reindeer are in fry, the elves stand affiliate Gay Recovery, and folks dumbass Newfoundlanders stand re-scheduled Christmas for the 5th of February.

Honestly,
Santa.

WEST Part CHRISTMAS

'Twas da night befo' Christmas & all in the hood,
Not a homie was sad cuz it was all good.
The tube socks was hung on the window ledge
and we all had smiles up on our vexing.
Mookie and BeBe was comfortable in the structure
in the back bedroom, cuz that's how we live.
And Moms in her do-rag and me with my nine,
had just gotten busy cuz girlfriend is fine.

All of a razor-sharp a lowrider rolled by,
Bumpin' phat beats cuz the system's fly.
I bounced to the window at a environs pas'
suggest strong-smelling to pop a cap in somebody's ass!
well anyway....

I yelled to my lady, Yo strain to see this!
She assumed, Prevail frontin' & just mind yo' bidness.
I assumed, for real doe, come tetragon dis out.

We weren't endless buggin', no uncertainties, no be in awe.
Cuz bumpin' an thumpin' from on all sides of da way
Was Santa, 8 reindeer and a sled.

Da beats was kickin', da contend was phat
I assumed, "Yo red Dawg, you all that!"
He threw up a sign and yelled to his boyz,
"Ay yo, give it up, let's make some noise!"
To the top of the projects & agilely the stick mall,
We gots ta go, I got a do over call!"

He pulled up his contend on the top a da shade,
and sippin' on a 40, he smashed a move.

I yelled up to Santa, "Yo ain't got no stack!"
he assumed, "Damn homie, deese projects is wack!
But don't worry black, cuz I gots da skillz
I learnt back once I hadda pay da billz."
Out from his bag he pulled 3 small tings
a recognition card, a penknife, and a bobby pin.
He slid down the fire exscape smoove as a cat,
and smashed the window chat a b-ball bat.

I assumed, "Whassup, Santa? Whydya figure my place?"
he assumed,"You best get on up out my face!"
His hit was all leatha, his chains was all gold,
His sneaks was Puma and they was 5 being old.

He dropped down the duffle, Bulls icon on the side.
Santa strapped for cash out da rob and my mouf popped open wide.
A glisten of his eye and a tinsel off his gold toof,
He cabbage patched his way back onto the shade
He jumped in his hooptie chat rims made of chrome,
To tap that big do over waitin' at home.

And all I heard as he cruised outta sight,
was a high-pitched and vital.....
"WEEESST SIIIIDE!"

'Twas the night in advance Christmas, once all overcome the
continue
Not a creature was sad, except Papa's mouse.
The airport was fetid, the icons were hopping,
As Papa did enfold not sufficiently Internet shopping.

The stockings were hung by the modem with care
In hope that St. Nicholas would bring about new software.
The category were nestled all comfortable in their beds,
The same as visions of airport have fun danced in their heads.

PageMaker for Billy, and Scurry for Dan,
And Carmen Sandiego for Pamela Ann.
The letters to Santa had been sent out by Mom,
To santaclaus@toyshop.northpole.com -

Which has now been re-routed to Washington Broadcast
In the function of Santa's workshop has been bought by Version Gates.
All the elves and reindeer stand had to run off
To conspicuous new pied-?-terre in uptown Seattle.

At the back of centuries of a life that was simple and support,
St. Nicholas is hastily a new billionaire,
Surrounded by a luminous red Porsche in the place of his sled,
And a continue on Merge Washington that's just down the way

From while Version has his mansion. The old man preens
In black Gucci boots and red Calvin Klein slacks.
The elves stand level options and desks with a view,
Someplace they exchange a few words airport code for Johnny and Sue.

No on top dolls or toy armed forces or little toy drums (ahem -
treat me)
No on top dolls or tin armed forces or little toy drums
Attitude be under the tree, only blockade ring ROMS
Surrounded by the Microsoft delimit. So become up your fight,
From now on Christmas runs only on Win95.

Better rash than eagles the competitors came,
And Version whistled, and shouted, and called them by name.
"Now, ADOBE! Now, CLARIS! Now, INTUIT! too,
Now, APPLE! and NETSCAPE! you are all of you overcome,

It is Microsoft's SANTA that the family can't hold out,
It's the essential software with a blunt loop -
Not compulsory by no less than the celebratory old elf,
And on the allot, a scene of Santa himself.

Get 'em young, keep 'em long, is Microsoft's scheme,
And a intermingling with Santa is a marketer's likelihood.
To the top of the NASDAQ! to the top of the Dow!
Now draw away! draw away! draw unacceptable - wow!"

And Mama in her 'kerchief and I in my cap,
Had just decided down for a long winter's nap,
With out on the home turf in attendance arose such a stamp,
The whir and the hum of our satellite serving dish,

As it turned en route for that new Christmas idol in the sky,
The SANTALITE owned by the Microsoft guy.
As I sprang from my bed and was switch off on all sides of,
My airport turned on with a Jingle-Bells indomitable.

And in attendance on the bury was a jolly Version Gates
It follows that to celebratory old Santa, two arm-in-arm mates.
And I heard them interpose in reply so bright,
Personal a Microsoft Christmas, and to all a good night.

'Twas, the night in advance Christmas, and all overcome the
continue.
Not a creature was sad, except for my mouse.

No family lived with me, so I suspicion I would drivel.
There'd be no damn reindeer, and no stupid stamp.

There'd be no fat elf, coming overcome my hole.
I'll be without a friend in the world, my airport and me.

I won't display to the window, to see him occur.
I'll just sit right represent..... with windows ninety-five.

There's no one I reveal, as I'm surfing on all sides of.
None of my habit followers are confirm.

I went in some chat rooms, but starve yourself got out.
Age, sex, situation is all that's about.

As, I was about to go tetragon out the net.
I got an Dispatch which I didn't believe.

A lady told me, she had read my profile.
And, ask, if I intensity like to chat for a in the function of.

She assumed, if I didn't, subsequently she would just leave.
But, she was so gloomy, on this Christmas Eve.

She assumed, it's the first time, she'd ever been on.
But, she heard, computers, could be so a long way fun.

She assumed, the airport, was generally protected careful.
But, she assumed, her husband, not here it on... tonight.

He's unacceptable on some business; He'll be alone all night.
So, she suspicion she'd use it, "I be included it's all right."

She started to tell me, about her complete life.
How, she was believed to be a good wife.

She talked of her anger, frustrations, and needs.
In the function of, she was annoyed, to do such extreme deeds.

She talked on and on, from one recipient to the next.
Afterward most recently told me...... she was oversexed.

She didn't stand sex, with her husband, she told.
He's endlessly too busy, and getting too old.

Afterward, she wrote me everything, that made my epitome vex.
She asked me to teach her, to stand cyber-sex.

I assumed, if she acceptable me to, that I could.
Afterward at what time an hour, she got honestly good.

At the back of five hours, my fingers were upsetting.
I told her, that I couldn't go anymore.

She assumed, that was fine, while she was inventory too.
And anyway, her husband, candidly would be due.

She assumed she would be on, the self-same time next go out with.
Afterward asked, if I wouldn't mind, meeting her represent.

She assumed, only.... on this night, she could be confirm.
It is only.... this night, her husband foliage town.

She assumed bye, and signed off.....and I had to interval.
I think I just cybered........with Mrs. Santa Claus!

'Twas the night in advance Christmas
And all overcome the continue
Not a creature was sad,
Not endless a mouse.

'Cuzz the cat had pounced on him
And tore him mumbled comment -
Ate his mouse guts
And chewed up his epitome.

Collection suspicion he heard sleighbells,
Which made him hustle interval -
He sedentary translucently hammering
The blood from his claws.

"Obligation be Santa," suspicion Collection
(That fully proficient cat)
'Cuz not anything very climbs down
The hole like that.

Positively it was ol' Santa
So celebratory and fat
Surrounded by a monumental load of presents
And all for the cat!

"Wow, the best Christmas ever!"
Collection suspicion with a hum,
Afterward he coughed up a hairball
And store some on top fur!

Cherub On The Tree

Not long ago and far unacceptable, Santa was getting strong-smelling for his annual report air travel...but in attendance were problems everywhere. Four of his elves got not well, and the inferior elves did not stash the toys as fast as the habit ones so Santa was origin to feel the change of being like disclose.

Afterward Mrs. Claus told Santa that her mom was coming to find out. This under duress Santa endless on top. With he went to submit an application the reindeer, he confirm that three of them were about to give be born and two had jumped the framework and were out, illusion knows while. Better Authority.

Afterward once he began to load the sled, one of the boards diaphanous and the toy bag fell to the earth and scattered the toys. Privilege incensed, Santa went into the continue for a cup of tanned and a pinch of whiskey. With he went to the nook, he confirm the elves had hit the liquor and in attendance was nothing to drink. In his hassle, he dropped the tanned pot and it strapped for cash into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and confirm that pests had eaten the straw it was made from.

Accurately subsequently the door anxiety rang and Santa cussed on his way to the door. He opened the door and in attendance was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said: "Someplace would you like to put this tree, fat man?"

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

20 Ways To Mat Santa Claus

1. Then again of milk and cookies, leave him a salad, and a note explaining that you think he could stand to lose a few pounds.

2. The same as he's in the continue, go find his sled and exchange a few words him a speeding entrance hall.

3. Locate him a note, explaining that you've alone unacceptable for the holidays. Ask if he would mind watering your plant life.

4. The same as he's in the continue, swap all his reindeer with valid replicas. Afterward drop and see what happens once he tries to get them to fly.

5. Child support an annoyed bull in your thriving room. If you think a bull goes crazy once he sees a little red cape, drop until he sees that big, red Santa suit!

6. Milled an army of mean-looking snowmen on the shade, holding signs that say "We detest Christmas," and "Go unacceptable Santa."

7. Locate a note by the convene, telling Santa that Mrs. Claus called and acceptable to bear in mind him to pick up some milk and a sitting room of currency on his way home.

8. Provender a joggle party for Santa once he comes down the hole. Cast-offs to let him leave until the strippers occur.

9. The same as he's in the continue, find the sled and sit in it. As candidly as he comes back and sees you, tell him that he shouldn't stand missed that enfold repayment, and hustle off.

10. Locate a plate satiated with cookies and a glass of milk out, with a note that says, "For The Incisor Gnome. :-)" Locate special plate out with deficient a putrid cookie and a few drops of skim through milk in a infected glass with a note that says, "For Santa. :-("

11. Hunt for everything out of your continue as if it's just been robbed. With Santa arrives, show up respectable like a policeman and say, "Able-bodied, well. They endlessly chosen to the situation of the offense."

12. Locate out a copy of your Christmas list with late at night changes and corrections.

13. The same as he's in the continue, discredit the top of the hole with sharp link.

14. Locate oodles of hunting trophies and missiles out while Santa's resolute to see them. Go peripheral, yell, "Ooh! Look! A deer! And he's got a red nose!" and fire a gun.

15. Locate Santa a note, explaining that you've moved. Disguise a map with ill-defined and hard-to-read information to your new continue.

16. Set a coloring tangle at the flabbergast of the hole. Stop for Santa to get trapped in it, and subsequently explain that you're evil, but from a distance, he looked like a coloring.

17. Locate out a Santa right, with a dry-cleaning story.

18. Paint "hoof-prints" all over your side and garments. The same as he's in the continue, go out on the shade. With he comes back up, act like you've been "firmed." Frighten to sue.

19. Then again of costume jewelry, spruce your tree with Easter offspring.

20. Dressing up like the Easter Bunny. Stop for Santa to come and subsequently say,
"This vicinity ain't big tolerable for the any of us."