Tuesday, December 16, 2008

I'M MR. WHITE XMAS

I'm Mister Snow Miser
I'm Mister Icicle
I'm Mister Ten Below
Friends call me Snow Miser
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
I'm too much!
- Bass & Rankin


Me & the Silver Beetle have a lot of stuff to do, none of which is getting done because the Snow Miser has hit the Oregon Central Coast with a vengeance.

But soon I'll be feeling the hands of his cuz, the Heat Miser, as I leave for Egypt on 1/1. One can only hope that the real Heat Miser will not have a removable beet for a nose, a multi-colored up do nor only three pointy little seemingly-gloved fingers. Also, that he will not be misshapen. You know I have that weird thing about dwarfs, right. I want to melt in his clutch, not be freaked out and repulsed by his touch:-)

Wishing you all delicious kisses under the mistletoe and year-round freedom from the camel toe . . . SRD

3 comments:

  1. Toledo is boring, It's snowing not pouring.....:-)

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  2. Ho Ho Ho....We don't like snow....He He He.....we don't gots a tree.....Ra Ra Ra....its almost the day.....Nu Nu Nu...I am going to miss you!

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  3. we've got snow + sub-zero temps here in chicago...
    have a fabulous trip!

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