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Awesome. This list could go on with virtually everything in the 12 Days, no? (“partridge in a pear tree,” “lords a-leaping,” . . .)
HAAAA. Oh my god that is funny. I’ve got a few nutcrackers and sausage stuffings coming to Thanksgiving. Oh and one (hot) tamale — got to get in the Mexican Christmas traditions! :)
Last year my son told me he was playing the glockenspiel in the Xmas concert. I thought he was just messing with me…
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Thank you for the end-of-the-day laugh! Love it!
I realize my comment is “cute” compared to the euphemisms of the blog, but an inadvertent play-on-words of a 4 year old Meg when a grown-up asked her where Santa came from, Miss Itsy-Bit said, “I THINK he’s North Polish?!”
North Polish? That’s adorable!
I haven’t stopped by for a visit in For. Ever. So glad to have found my way back… just in time for a hilarious post and to see your lovely new haircut (wait, maybe it’s old news, I should check the archives before making such statements… although it’s new to me and it looks AWESOME)! I’m putting you on my blogroll tout de suite… lest I forget.
I say Nuts quite often. Does that count? I am big on “Oh Fudge Bunnies”. And if something really bad happens? I say “Fudge Bunnies from Hell”. Grrrr.
Don’t MAKE me break this thing down!
All right:
1) Rum
2) Sausage
3) Glock
4) Sugar
5) Drummer
6) Log
7) Pipe
8) Northside
9) we’re not gonna go there
10)Silver
Days!
RM