Sunday, December 25, 2011

Santa - Staring John Wells

Not actual Santa
Had just settled my brain for a long winter’s nap.
when, what to my wondering ears should hear,
but a miniature white pickup, and not a single rein-deer,
with a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.

I reaches for my pistol, but he had me out gunned,
with four of his on I decided to run.


  1. So, what did Santa bring you? Or should I say John W.?

  2. The usual candy cane, but he drank all my booze.

  3. You need to return the favor and take a candy cane over to the Field Lab and drink his booze (grin).

  4. Sounds like you and JW had fun :) I also reckon a revenge visit to JW's fridge is required - mebbe on Old Year's Eve... LOL

    And then spend the night in his greenhouse - it'll saving you weaving home on the wee wee hours :)

  5. Dani, I think I'll wait until he makes an Alpine trip before I go drink his booze. I don't want to get shot. ;)

  6. Sounds like my Santa...drank my beer and tequila...and left me NO presents :(


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