dimanche 26 décembre 2010

Twas the morning after

Twas the morning after christmas and in the country house nothing could be heard.

Nothing but the soft and distant heating fan which did not quite make it to my bedroom...

Downstairs the christmas tree was naked from the roots up to the bottom branches.

Piles of opened gifts had taken over the living room.

Cookies, "milk" where nearly all gone, "hic" ... "HIC"

But enought of this bizard soft spoken suburban half concocted tale ! To the matter at hand ! As I have been behind in pretty much everything this year, I am pleased to bring back what I hope will soon become a holiday classic. Better late than ever, LOL. So from now 'til the 31 enjoy theise spacemast classics. Typical holiday scenes from a typical extended familly from a long, long time ago in a galaxy far far away.





P.S. Twas a good haul this year. That fat man managed to squizz down the chimney with worth while presents for all concerned. Received some cool outdoors gear and one modern worktable from Ikea.... FITS !

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