Sunday Family Humour 22nd December

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Christmas With The Family

Thanks to David H.

As a joke, my brother Jay used to hang a pair of panty hose over his fireplace before Christmas.
He said all he wanted was for Santa to fill them.

What they say about Santa checking the list twice must be true because every Christmas morning,
although Jay's kids' stockings overflowed, his poor pantyhose hung sadly empty.

One year I decided to make his dream come true. I puton sunglasses and went in search of an inflatable love
doll. They don't sell those things at Wal-Mart. I had to  go to an adult bookstore downtown.

If you've never been in an X-rated store, don't go, you'll only confuse yourself.
I was there anhour saying things like, 'What does this do?'
'You're kidding me!' 'Who would buy that?'
Finally, I made it to the inflatable dollsection.

I wanted to buy a standard, uncomplicated doll
that could also substitute as a passenger in my truck so I could use the car pool lane during rush hour.

Finding what I wanted was difficult. 'Love Dolls'come in many different models. The top of the line,
according to the side of the box, could do things I'd only seen in a book on animal husbandry.
I settled for 'Lovable Louise.'
She was at the bottom of the price scale.

To call Louise a 'doll' took a huge leap of imagination.

On Christmas Eve and with the help of an old bicycle pump,Louise came to lif e.

My sister-in-law was in on the plan and let me in duringthe wee morning hours.
Long after Santa had come and gone,
I filled the dangling pantyhose with Louise's pliant legs and bottom.
 I also ate some cookies and drank what remained of a glass of milk on a nearby tray.
 I went home, and giggled for a couple of hours.

The next morning my brother called to say that Santa had
been to his house and left a present that had made him VERY
happy, but had left the dog confused.
She would bark, start to walk away, then come back and bark some more.

We all agreed that Louise should remain in her pantyhose so the rest of the family
could admire her when they came over  for the traditional Christmas dinner.

My grandmother noticed Louise the moment she walked in the door.
 'What the hell is that?' she asked.

My brother quickly explained, 'It's a doll.'

'Who would play with something like that?' Granny snapped.

I kept my mouth shut.

'Where are her clothes?' Granny continued.

'Boy, that turkey sure smells nice, Gran,'
Jay said, to steer her into the dining room.

But Granny was relentless. 'Why doesn't she have any teeth?'

Again, I could have answered, but why would I?
It was Christmas and no one wanted to ride in the back of theambulance saying,
'Hang on Granny, hang on!'

My grandfather, a delightful old man with poor eyesight, sidled up to me and said,
 'Hey, who's the naked gal by the fireplace?'
I told him she was Jay's friend.

A few minutes later I noticed Grandpa by the mantel, talking to Louise.
 Not just talking, but actually flirting.
It was then that we realized this might be Grandpa'slast Christmas at home.

The dinner went well. We made the usual small talk about
who had died, who was dying, and who should be killed, when
suddenly Louise made a noise like my father in the bathroom  in the morning.

Then she lurched from the mantel, flew around the room twice,
and fell in a heap in front of the sofa.

The cat screamed.
I passed cranberry sauce through my nose,
and Grandpa ran across the room, fell to his knees,
and began administering mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

My brother fell back over his chair and wet his pants.

Granny threw down her napkin, stomped out of the room, and sat in the car.

It was indeed a Christmas to treasure and remember.

Later in my brother's garage, we conducted a thorough examination to decide the cause of Louise's collapse.
We discovered that Louise had suffered from a hot ember to the  back of her right thigh.

Fortunately, thanks to a wonder drug called duct tape, we restored her to perfect health..

I can't wait until next Christmas

The Christmas Miracle Of A Lifetime

Thanks to David M.

What Began Like A Normal Flight Gave 100 Unsuspecting People The Christmas Miracle Of A Lifetime

These passengers were casually asked "what do you want for Christmas?"  before boarding their flight in Toronto. After they landed, WestJet Airlines had a surprise waiting for every single one of them.

The looks on their faces are absolutely priceless.


At the right place at the right time

Thanks to Alex S.


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Thanks to Ray O'.

This is really a beautiful series, and great photos... And so true!
Photographer Tom Hussey created a series of pictures that will speak to you, no matter your age, race, beliefs or occupation. The Reflection photos illustrate just how much we change in our lives and how it seems to happen all at once, no matter how many years actually go by. These will grip your soul.
 Reflection gives insight into the former lives of these senior citizens.

Tom spoke to a veteran right before his 80th birthday. His quotes inspired him to create the series.

“I can’t believe I’m going to be 80,” he told Hussey. “I feel like I just came back from the war. I look in the mirror and I
see this old guy.”

“It’s a universal condition — at some point in your life, you look in the mirror and say, ‘Wait a minute, how did I get
this old?’” said Tom.

“The idea for doing these images was a person looking in the mirror and seeing what they remember.”

“When you look in the mirror every day, you recognize yourself, but when you go back and look at a photo of yourself 20 years ago you say, ‘Wow, I really have changed.’”

“You get to some milestone — age 20, 40, or 80 — and you can’t believe that much time has gone by.”

Take time to appreciate every day,
because these years will be gone before you know it.

Where is Matt?

Thanks to David M.

Where is Matt?

The day God dropped the paint bucket

Thanks to David H.

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Mother Earth
Thank to Captain Bob

Mother earth

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