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night before Christmas.....


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Twas the night before Christmas, I'm glued to the tree.

I'm wondering what Santa brought just for me.

Could it be cardstock or kits or lace?

Or a Machine, I said, with a smile on my face.

And that's when I heard him, "Hi Santa, " I said.

"You know....good little girls should be in their beds".

"I know I should Santa, and now I've got caught.

But I was just so excited to see what you brought."

"Well, let's take a look in this room where you work.

He shook his head quickly, and left with a jerk.

I heard him exclaim as he put it in gear.

"You've got enough crap, I'll see you next year!"

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Oh man, I forwarded this to my hubby and forgot to put an exclaimer on the post....DANG....I hope he didn't think I was refering to myself. Ye of little faith....I will make sure he gets the message....I wasn't refering to me... More Crap is always welcome.

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I've decide that if DH feels that I was trying to tell him something he can just look around his own workshop and I can claim the same thing.

AND no Boni....Santa isn't just for kids....you silly person. Santa is FOR everyone...and mostly for us big kids who forgot to grow up.:P:D:P

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