christmas

Ooh!_ Willy pipes up. __aybe he'll write a story about Santa and Mrs. Claus getting caught with their pants down with other people. If we get lucky, maybe he'll kill-___on't finish that sentence, elf.___andy, you're such a spoilsport. You can't say you haven't conjured up that scenario in your big head a time or a dozen. Continue. Maybe I'll write that story.___o, you won't. Your idea of a good story is nothing but sex, sex, and more sex. You'd never make it through writing a chapter because you'd have to stop and jerk off a half dozen times.___w! Not about Santa and Mrs. Claus. Yuck,_ Willy comes back at him with a sour look on his face. __hat's not even funny, Randy.

Jack Frost hibernates from March to November,dreaming snowflake designs to share in December.With glittering breath, snowstorms, and blue blizzards,lakes made of crystal, he__ an icy wizard!People assume winter will be harsh, cold, and crueland that Jack must be a wicked, cold-weather ghoul.But he__ truly an artist, known as Bringer of Ice,and although his heart is cold, he__ really quite nice.

Patsy had asked him if he had had adventures in Paris and he had truthfully answered no. It was a fact that he had done nothing; his father thought he had had a devil of a time and was afraid he had contracted a venereal disease, and he hadn't even had a woman; only one thing had happened to him, it was rather curious when you came to think of it, and he didn't just then quite know what to do about it: the bottom had fallen out of his world.

It still feels weird to spend money on Christmas trees. Back when Mom was alive, we__ go out __ree hunting._ That__ what she called it, anyway. I think other people might use the word __respassing.

MOLLY: You don't like New Years Eve? Are you insane? It's literally the best holiday ever. You just party all night and it doesn't matter what stupid stuff you do because the year's over and you get a brand new start in the morning.

This faulty light fitting at the front door with the dangerously flickering bulb looks rather festive. Who says I don't do Christmas?

It__ the season. We share what we__e got.

Christmas is a state of mind.

Sillman looked at his interrogator with hopeless eyes. 'I think while I was passed out, I dreamed about my mom's gingerbread cookies. Maybe the guy who knocked on the glass was eatin' one.' 'Mm,' said Peace-not-War. 'Well. That's helpful. We'll put an APB out on the Gingerbread Man. I'm not hopeful it'll do us much good, though. Word on the street is you can't catch him.

Jeff- "A Hanukkah tradition is making potato pancakes. For something a little different, use a sweet potato. Anything you'd like to add, Walter?"Walter- "Accept Jesus as your Savior or you'll burn in Hell for all eternity.

Don__ spoil Christmas Day by anticipating how it will be. Let is unfold as it does, and be grateful for whatever comes.

Can you handle it?" "Hell yeah." "I mean..." Tom glanced around the tavern where pack members filled nearly every chair at the wooden tables. The room was humming with conversation. He leaned forward. "Because of the ghosts." "That don't exist." "Right." "Yeah, I can handle it.

At this Christmas when Christ comes, will He find a warm heart? Mark the season of Advent by loving and serving the others with God's own love and concern.

She told me that love has a magic all its own.

I wish you a Merry Christmas sparkle with endless love, gladness and goodwill.

I find it inspiring to actively choose which traditions to celebrate and also come up with new ideas for traditions of my own.

God has accepted your repentance. He gives his forgiveness freely.

When asking God for direction, ask Him to give you ears to hear it and the will and strength to follow it. Say, __od show me what to do and enable me to do it.