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That Thing Not To Be Mentioned

     This is what I live for. Summery sun, green grass, cool drinks and swimming at a really nice beach. I like going for walks in the sun, feeling the warmth and the light on my face. I like wearing the cool clothes of summer…and no socks. I love not having to wear socks.

     I would love to be able to sit on a tropical island with not a care in the world.

Of course, all good things must come to an end.

     Alas, the summer sun has decided that it doesn’t want to be hot anymore and the leaves are just beginning to turn to their bright colours of Fall. There’s a little nip in the air that really saddens me. But, it’s an inevitable little nip. Unless you live closer to the equator, consider yourself screwed.

     Yup, I’m talking about the cooler months. I’m not happy about it. Not at all. There are some amongst us who appreciate the little bits of solidified water that seems to fall unendingly from the sky.

     William and I have cuss jars, appointed to us from Norma. Mine is because I happen to like a certain un-named person who is also among the un-dead and is in a bunch of movies that happen between the time the sun goes down and nightfall. His is because of snow.

     And, I know he has something planned for me. I can just imagine what his will be like, but of course I can’t let him have all the fun, now can I? That would be unethical of me.

     So, enjoy these lovely snowglobes that I found. I don’t think you’ll find any of these in your local Hallmark store.

     This poor bugger is about to lose his house. Dumbass should have built it on a bigger ice berg.

Oh dear. When the children are bad, just throw them down the well. No one has to know.

Hide and seek? You’re doing it wrong.

Well, this is what happens when you get involved with the wrong guys and even the law enforcement officers are crooked. I hope your affairs are in order.


Oh, that would really suck ass!

Damn horse…he never listens.

Is that a naked guy on Santa’s sleigh? I think the jolly old elf might be a little too jolly.

You can even make your own. Look at these cuties! Cute little stormtroopers in babyfood jars. Sweet!

Oh. Death. Not good.

Oh no…this is definitely not good.

Oh God…Just a big ole snow storm in a globe. That’s torturous.

That’s more like it.

Your safety is our priority. No more talk about snow.