Merry Christmas Everybody!!

[bbchris]

Wishing you all a fantastic holiday! Peace on Earth! And for this guy to bring you something you WANT!









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[HatefulMusic]

same back at you!

Theo

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[lolson]

Merry Christmas

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[droolymutt]

Hey - cute card....!







And yes.... - Peace on Earth...

[Funny Feeling]

Merry Christmas Chris, and all

Just call me Honest Abe

[DreamTone7]

A Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all...

[droolymutt]

I also thought this bbchris CyberCard was quite cute.....



(Have your sound on...)







hahaha....

Edited by: droolymutt  at: 12/23/04 19:08

[AQUARIAN AGE]

Merry Christmas!!!!

[Cybernetic Organism68]

Hey, nice card, chris!

[MIKE BURN]

Merry Christmas to all of you!

[Seismic Anamoly]

(From the Editorial Page of The New York Sun, written by Francis P. Church, September 21, 1897)



We take pleasure in answering thus prominently the communication below, expressing at the same time our great gratification that its faithful author is numbered among the friends of The Sun:



"Dear Editor--I am 8 years old.

Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus.

Papa says, 'If you see it in The Sun, it's so.'

Please tell me the truth, is there a Santa Claus?"



Virginia O'Hanlon

115 West Ninety-fifth Street





Virginia, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the scepticism of a sceptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.



Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus! It would be as dreary as if there were no Virginias. There would be no child-like faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.



Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if you did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.



You tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, Virginia, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.



No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.



Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas.



--Calvin Coolidge







Amen.



MY YOU ALL HAVE THE MOST WONDERFUL CHRISTMASTIME AND HOLIDAY SEASON YOU HAVE EVER, EVER HAD.

[RonOnGuitar]

Merry Christmas to you and yours, Chris!

Hope you all are having the best of holidays.



BTW, from your pic it looks like you have way more snow in HK than we do here in the US upper-midwest. You'd better put on some mittens!!

[RonOnGuitar]

That's a great classic letter, Seismo!



Here's a regional variant of "The Night Before Christmas" as recited by a local kid's show host ("Axel") way back when. It's still played on local radio at Christmastime -

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The Night Before Christmas

(A Parody Done in Swedish Dialect)



Was the night before Chris'moose

When all through the place I was stayin' at

There wasn't nobody makin' no noises, not even some mouses

Except my brooder-in-law, and he is a rat!



The stockings was hung by the schimney kinda careful-like

Because the fella wid dose red knickers was s'posed to get dere!

The monsters was tucked all snug in their beds

While wisions of sugar plums dance in their heads.



Mama in her curlers and me in my nightshirt

Had just washed our feet for a long winter's nap.

When out on the grass dere rose a heck of a noise

I yumped outta my bed to see if it was the boys!



Over to the window I flew like a flash

(I coulda made it faster but I was fulla mama's hash).

The moon was shining on the new snow what had just come down

And it was shining kinda like it wasn't night



When what to my wondering eyes should appear

But a teensy-weensy sleigh and eight teensy-weensy reinhorses!

There was a tiny little driver, so sudden and quick

I could tell right away in my goosepimples - it was yolly Saint Nick.



More faster dan eagles, his horses they came

And he whistled and hollered and called 'em all names:

Now Hasher, now Trasher, now Victor, now Prancin'!

On, Tackhead! On, Stupid! Onnnnn, 'Sisconsin!



To da top of da porch, to da top of da wall

Now dash away, dash away!

Would you reinhorses please get da heck up on da wall,

If you don't mind please?



Then in two shakes of a wildcat's tail

I heerd those aminals monkeyin' around wid their hoofs

As I sucked in my head and tripped over the pewsycat

Down the schimney come Santa Claus - flat on his back.



He was a fat old fella, right yolly old elf

And I laughed when I seen him - I couldn't help it.

A vink of his eye and a tvist of his neck

Soon give me to know I deent have nothin' to worry about.



What was left of his pipe he held in his toot'

And his smoke wrap'd around his head like a hoop

He was quite broad in places, and he had a round little belly

That shook when he giggle like a bowlful of yelly.



His eyes they was glassy, his suit was the berries

His scheeks was like roses and his nose like a scherry

His droll little mouth was drawed up like a bow

And da beard on his schin dragged clean down in da snow.



He deent say nothin' but went straight to his werk

And filled up the hosiery and turned wid a squirt

And pewtin' his fingers alongside of his nose

He says, "Have a good time, schildren!"

And up the shimney he goes - psssshhht!



He yumped in his sleigh and to his team gave a vhistle

They yumped up and ran like they sat on a tistle!

I heard him say as he scrammed outta dere

"A Merry Christmas to all, and to all Good Night!"

Edited by: RonOnGuitar at: 12/25/04 0:36

[Jeff Stoll 2004]

MERRY CHRISTMAS !

Edited by: Jeff Stoll 2004 at: 12/25/04 8:47

[Steve Iannetti]

Merry Christmas everyone.