We're Ready For The Fat Man

Yeah, yeah.

We still have 2 days until until the chubby dude slips
his big tookus down our chimney chute.

Fact is, we don't even have a chimney.

But, we do have a laundry chute.

Hmmm.

So anyways.

We finished up our wrapping last night, and ate a few
cookies that some friends gave us.

We didn't make it down to the House of 1000, even though
they were tapping a keg of Mad Elf, our favorite holiday brew.

We made our decision, and we have to deal with it.

Now, we really have nowhere to go with today's post, so
here is a list of some of the things we likely won't get
for Christmas, but we want them bad.

2 tickets to the Winter Classic
2 tickets to any Pens game
Blu Ray copy of Dirty Dancing
1 case of Mad Elf
Gift Certificate to any Bar/Pizza Shop in the area
5 orders of Steamed Dumplings from the Panda on Fifth
July 1982 copy of Playboy, featuring The Girls of Ma Bell
(Those phone broads are hot to trot. Hubba Hubba)
A new TV
(Not a 3-D one. We look terrible in those glasses.)
New Windshield Wipers, cause ours chatter.
A new Mangroomer


Thanks, Santa!