OK so I'm setting here minding my own business, reading DU.....

[madmom]

when I say to myself.."self, is that sleigh bells I'm hearing? (it's 57* and beautiful outside). I turn around to look out the window, and there is a BIG sleigh being pulled by 4 beautiful work horses down the middle of my street! Cool:applause:

[HopeHoops]

1. Do you have snow or are they wearing groves into the asphalt?

:shrug:

[madmom]

2. No snow, I didn't think to look to see what they had on the sleigh until it

was too late. I see no grooves though.:shrug:

[HopeHoops]

3. Wheels on a sleigh? Hmm.

[elleng]

4. And WHERE zacly do you live, Ms. Santa?

NOT Ohio, fer sure!!!

[MiddleFingerMom]

5. One Good Friday, my BIL and I are sitting at a stoplight in the "business district"...

of a very small, very affluent Connecticut town/village (Darien).
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The stoplight is in front of an ice cream parlor (or at least traffic had us
stopped there).
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Suddenly JESUS comes walking past on the sidewalk, lugging a good-sized
cross over his shoulder with a sizable contingent of folks following him (no
shit, an actor hired by -- probably -- some church to do this).
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My BIL and I are watching this open-mouthed when we BOTH start howling
with laughter simultaneously.
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Turns out we BOTH noted at the same time the ice cream parlor customers
sitting on their windowfront stools luxuriating in their ice cream cones and
watching without expression as Jesus strolled by in absolute agony.
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WISH WISH WISH I had had a video camera!!!
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