Christmas Eve

Cheers!Here’s to Bedford Falls and a leg for Tiny Tim.Merry Christmas, you ol’ Bob Cesca’s Awesome Blog/ building and Go!.Everyone.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to all. May the New Year bring health and happiness.

@Eric She’s never seen it? Wow, that has been required viewing in my family since it came out.Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone. Here’s hoping that 2010 is a better year for all.

Bob, you have to read Chris Weigant’s holiday posts:The Biggest Conspiracy of All

Speaking as someone who generally enjoys a good conspiracy theory just for the “creative writing” aspect alone, in all good conscience I simply must report this shocking news: I have uncovered a big, fat conspiracy that is no mere theory. We’re either being lied to, or we’re joining in the propagation of the lie ourselves, with merriment. In actual fact, it would not be hyperbole to call this the father of all conspiracies.

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Happy Christmas!Thought I’d share a revised version of Twas the Night Before Christmas that my Grandpa gave me some yars ago. It might give us a different perspective about how good we have it.Twas the night before Christmas all along the front,Not a creature was stirring, not even a runt.The mines were dug by the river with careIn the hopes that some hapless Kraut soon would be there.My buddies were nestled all snug in their holesWhile visions of shrapnel passed through their skulls.And Sarge in his bonnet and I in my hatHad just cleaned our rifles for Germans so fat.When out on the river there arose such a clatterI crouched from my hole to see what was the matterAway to the east was a blinding white flashThat started a fire and ignited our hash.The Phosphor on the breast of the bloody old snowGave the luster of hell to all objects below.When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,But a squad full of Nazis all drunk from their beer.With a tank and a driver, and two half-tracksI knew in a moment, “must be the attack”More rabid than dogs these Germans, they came,And I whispered, then shouted, to my men, by name.Now Gasher! Now Bobby! Now Billy and Donny!On, Larry! On Timmy! On Freddie and Lonny!To the top of the hill! To the top of the wall!Now fire away! Fire away! Fire away all!As dry leaves that before the hurricane fly,When they meet with our bullets, so Nazis do die.On up to the hill-top my soldiers they flew,With guns full of lead, and bayonets, too.And then, in an instant, I saw on my flankA Nazi come running, holding a shank.As I drew up my weapon and fired at his headDown went young Gerry, dodging the lead.Goddammit! I thought, as I reached for my bladeMy nose was all bloody, my cheeks had been flayed.A bundle of frags he had hung on his beltAnd he looked like the devil, arrived just from hell.His eyes how they burned, his forehead all fatHis stench rose to heaven, and near knocked me flat.His kraut little mouth was pursed up like a slut’sAnd the beard on his face like the hair on my butt.A stump of a man I held tight in my gripI wouldn’t let go, lest I get pistol-whipped.But he had a spare hand and swung it my waySo I dodged just in time as he kept me at bay.He was chubby and plump, a right hefty young whelpAnd I laughed as I choked him, in spite of myself.With a knife in his eye and a twist of his head,Soon gave me to know that young Jerry was dead.I spoke not a word, but went straight to my sackAnd filled all my ammo, then turned toward my back.And laying my finger aside of my nose,Gave a farmer’s blow on young Jerry’s toes.I sprang to my feet, to my squad gave a whistle,And away we all flew like the down of a thistle.But I heard the Nazis exclaim as we ran out of sight“We were just drinking beer! Didn’t want no fight!”

Merry Christmas all!

Just wanted to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas. Peace to all.