[Growster...]

Don't you love 'em!

I always run through a few each year, with the admission that the brussel sprouts go on the stove three days before the event, and the cats climbing up the Christmas tree, to fall off as it topples onto Granny's large sherry...

But my favourite - from the gorgeous Phyllis Diller, a proper comedienne from a few years ago, was her admission that it took her seven hours to stuff her turkey...
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...through its beak...!


More please, and Happy Christmas one and all!

[Goosegirl]

Having just had a medicinal whisky (honest!) all my slightly fevered brain has come up with is:
What Spooner wouldn't wish at Christmas from bat flattery!

[Growster...]

Yup, this is an oldie, and nobody except for our beloved Goosey came up with a response!

Baah, humbug!

C'mon every one, lets get those yarns out into the open!

You know it makes sense...;0)

[mrs bouquet]

This was a joke on me.    Many years ago my Aunt was expecting us for Christmas High Tea, and asked me if I could make a Christmas Log.    I took the children into our woods, found a nice log, picked ivy and holly etc, the children helped me stick it onto a silver cake base and spray it, after I had drilled three holes to arrange tapers.  It was very pretty, and the children nursed all the way to Aunty in the back of the car.

Whatever is this, she exclaimed,   I meant a Christmas Log,  chocolate, decoration etc etc.   


Just a small misunderstanding, how did I know she meant cake, which I have only recently lived down -  my fault of course.   Mrs Bouquet