Christmas lights

We use to drive around and look at all the christmas light. But living in the country you have to drive pretty far, so with the gas prices what they are we haven’t done this for a couple of years. However when we go to town and go shopping we always seem to see somebody’s christmas lights on.

We always put up a christmas tree shape with our lights. You can see it nearly a mile away. Like a beacon or a light house lighting the way home. We always take the lights down after christmas, unlike some who leave them up all year.

I can remember as a kid we always decorated the yard with something, a santa or reindeer and always strung lights up around the house, it sort of puts ya in the christmas spirit. Which reminds me, we need to put up our outside lights (grinin’)

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I love Christmas Lights,
they remind me of politicians!
They all hang together,
half the suckers don’t work,
and the ones that do aren’t that bright!

 

What do you call people who are afraid of Santa Claus?

Claustrophobic.

 

Why does Santa have 3 gardens?
So he can ho-ho-ho.

 

T’was the night before Christmas and all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care. They’d been worn all week and needed the air.

 

It’s a romantic full moon, when Pedro said, “Hey, mamacita, let’s do Weeweechu.”
Oh no, not now, let’s look at the moon!” said Rosita.
Oh, c’mon baby, let’s you and I do Weeweechu. I love you and it’s the perfect time,” Pedro begged.
“But I wanna just hold your hand and watch the moon.” replied Rosita.
Please, corazoncito, just once, do Weeweechu with me.”
Rosita looked at Pedro and said, “OK, one time, we’ll do Weeweechu.”
Pedro grabbed his guitar and they both sang…..
“Weeweechu a Merry Christmas, Weeweechu a Merry Christmas, Weeweechu a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year.”

may all your bulbs burn bright

 

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