“ANOTHER” CHRISTMAS STORY
Once upon a time there was a Brother and Sister who loved each other very much and came from a close knit and fun loving family. We will call them Little Strebor and Little Butchie. Well it was a month or so before Christmas and Strebor knew she wanted a Pony. Now Mr. and Mrs. Keebler, we will call them Mr. E and Mrs. E., were preparing for the big day and trying to figure out what to get the tykes this year. All of the sudden Big E would be sitting there watching a sports venue and Butchie would get him a fresh beer, or freshen up his cheese and crackers or lightly salted mixed nuts. Mrs. E noted that her house was cleaned before she started cleaning. She had a mysterious little elf. So one night Mr. E and Mrs. E were chatting about the strange goings on and agreed they should talk to Butchie to find out what crime he committed. So they approached him and confronted him about the kindness he was spreading throughout the house. As they talked he said he wanted a Pony for Christmas…….Ahhhhh, there was a method to his madness. Now Big E being the man he was, told Mrs. E no pony for my little man, he will have a horse. She responded in her 4’ 11” frame, “UN CAVALLO?” Ma cosa hai nel cervello? Now Strebor got wind of the plan and was crushed. She just waited too long to request her Pony, but she understood and the respect she had for her brother put her at peace. Maybe next year she thought. Christmas came and they got everything they wanted except her pony. And sure enough Butchie received a Glorious White Stallion. Mr. E had some connections and there were many stables around to put the horse up. Strebor had riding privileges any time she wanted, but still, it was not hers. The passion she had for a pony would just have to wait until next year. Now Butchie was going to walk his prize and it was snowing. 
Strebor went and got her new Cashmere pink scarf and wrapped it around Butchie's neck to keep him warm. As she peeked out of the sheer drapes that hung in the window, Butchie walking his White Stallion, the snow lightly falling on them, her pink scarf blowing in the wind, a small tear came to her eye.
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Thought I would keep it SIMPLE today beings I was frightened and had nightmwares last night. What a good sister you have SIMPLE.......PLAIN...Get Better soon, time is running out........
Great Christmas Story McFinn, I know lil Butchie has been Horsing around ever since.But Has he ever Ponyed up? Did Strebor ever get her Pony?
And Thanks for all the get well guy's, I'm starting to feel better. When I get sick I just go bury my head and don't talk much, but I do get a chance to think alot and Gawd that is scary, nods yea it is.Things like i know alot of people ask what came first the Chicken or the egg? That never bothered me what does is who's the First asshole that thought I'm going to eat the first thing that comes out of that Chickens ass fry it up boil it over light.........COME ON MANNNNN......To this Day Ive never ate Chicken Shit.
Hey Plain, if you just woke up, who was that ghost of Christmas future yesterday..Scared the shit out of McFinn.. Hey McFinn great story, that horse won three races at old Garden State Park, and paid for five Christmas's.. Neat Jim, thanks..I could never be that nice.. I am using your posts for Christmas Jim, because when I put it on facebook, the pictures come along withe the post.., but after Christmas you are relegated back to Sailor status..LOL!! I HAD A DREAM!! OR A NIGHTMARE OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT..Welcome back T, the Ville ain't the same without you.. Who the fuck was the ghost of Christmas Future. I think I was past and present. Or Strebor was never present or I was past, and Plain wasn't future..Can't ask McFinn he doesn't know what day it is. Oh well, maybe it was a spectre from the future.. Or maybe a Slav...
OH YEAH!! and thanks for fuckig up the play all of you!!!!!!!!
Nice story Jim McClaus but a complete Fairy Tale. Lil' Butchie always snooped around to find out what he was getting for Christmas. I didn't like to do that as I liked to be surprised. However, whenever Lil' Butchie found something and it turned out to be mine - yep, you guessed it, he couldn't wait to tell me. Spoiled many a Christmas surprise for me. He was the pestiest little brother ever! But I still loves him. Bro, about that play or whatever yesterday, OMG. Give it up! My dearest Plain, I'm so glad you are starting to feel better; take care of yourself O' Wise Jedi!
So Glad you ask who the Ghost of Christmas Future was Simple. I had to do alot of research on this yep yep even called the Old wise one, Cliff Claven's Mom. And as I thought this Ghost is one we all Know, nods yep crazy isn't it. Throws up my hands and looks around ya better sit down simple! This Ghost is from the Chit Family, yep Tiny Tim's last name is Cratchit His dad Bob was a Crat and Married into the Chit Family. There last name as you know is Cratchit. And it was the Lil Chit Tiny Cratchit that was the ghost of Christmas Future. When Scrooge saw Tiny Tim die in his dream and found out he could have been saved that his dease was curable.It was then he saw his own Grave and all the people making fun of the Dead Person was he himself. So he Swore to be a better person and spread joy through out the land.And it is a Lil known Fact it all started with that Lil Chit Tiny Cratchit.............Bows and walks off ......waving as the crowd roars......
Tiny Tim CratCHIT. WOW!! thanks oh wondrous Jedi Knight..How does this place even think it can exist without you.. Hey Strebor!! what do you mean give it up. I wasn't the one that fucked the play up. It was all of the citizens, visitors and the critters. I played my two ghosts pretty good..I just can't get over the fact that Tiny Tim's name was CratCHIT.. That is truly a little known fact..Another little known fact, after Scrooge had his rebirth and was hootin and hollerin on the steps that it was still Christmas, Matilda the maid died, of fright. Scrooge stuck his ugly night capped head out the window and screamed: BOY OH BOY!! kid screams AHHHH!! No Boy you know that giant goose in BLATleys window here is a farting go buy it and keep the chilling for change...HHAHAHAHAHA. Now, what people don't know in the real story, that street urchin slpit with the quid, and Scrooge kept looking out the window and got frost bite on his face..He then went inside weeping for all the things that he had done, but alas it was too late.. The CratCHIT'S sat down for Christmas dinner of stale bread and bacon grease when Tiny Tim blurted out!! I hope that old fuck dies..At that moment a spectre appeared looked like that thing that Plain was dressed up like yesterday, and snatched that miserly son-of-a-bitch off of his bed and he was never heard from again.. That is right from the files of one Charles CHITkins...You heard it here first on Plain and Simple....
I know I Know Simple I was astonished too find out Tiny Tim was a Lil Chit myself, but it's a lil known fact so we know it's true.I was as Taken aback as when I found out Taumatawhakatangihangaoananotametaturi was a Hill In New Zealand.Shrugs and walks away.
How about that hills name..glad that is in New Zealand and not Manayunk.. Got a little surprise for tomorrows posts...Right now I and the critters are getting ready for VODKADAY.. Work is done for four days.. I will be like semi retired. Will be remote after tomorrow, but am going to try out the new puter..I am sure you all hope it works. (gag). See ya tomorrow here at Plain and Simple..
and remember keep it Plain and Simple...
"Stay Out Of Harms Way My Friends."
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